As soon as they'd stepped within striking distance of the Sun Room doors, Lana regretted dropping Ema's hand. She tossed an arm out to forestall any headlong runs. "I'll take the opposite side of the door. Thumbs down if you hear signs of a struggle, thumbs up for all clear." She hated the thought of forcing Ema to use her damaged senses, but they needed every advantage they could get. She darted across the doorframe and pressed herself to the other side.
Nothing more than perhaps a muffled word or two reached her ears -- butterfly? Really? This was neither the time nor the place to be standing around discussing insect life. After another long moment of relative peace and quiet, she flashed a thumbs up and then immediately held up one finger, carefully illuminated, and hoped Ema would take the hint to stay back one more moment. She peered around the door, giving her a view of several men's shoulders and little else. One of them was Inspector Lunge; she couldn't pick any of the others out of the gloom.
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As soon as they'd stepped within striking distance of the Sun Room doors, Lana regretted dropping Ema's hand. She tossed an arm out to forestall any headlong runs. "I'll take the opposite side of the door. Thumbs down if you hear signs of a struggle, thumbs up for all clear." She hated the thought of forcing Ema to use her damaged senses, but they needed every advantage they could get. She darted across the doorframe and pressed herself to the other side.
Nothing more than perhaps a muffled word or two reached her ears -- butterfly? Really? This was neither the time nor the place to be standing around discussing insect life. After another long moment of relative peace and quiet, she flashed a thumbs up and then immediately held up one finger, carefully illuminated, and hoped Ema would take the hint to stay back one more moment. She peered around the door, giving her a view of several men's shoulders and little else. One of them was Inspector Lunge; she couldn't pick any of the others out of the gloom.