[Zhaneel was moving from open room to open room, albeit in a slower stumbling gait than most. She's been keeping her eyes and ears open for any sign of another from her world, but has of yet to find anyone of even remote similarity. No, everyone she met this far seemed to come from places and times far, far different than her own.
She spots Kent as he began to work his way down the stairs, looking up them at him. Concern colors her tone as she leans against the wall at the bottom, but it's genuine.]
Can I assist you in any way?
[She hasn't quite thought through what she'll do if he needs help down the stairs, having NO prior experience walking up or down them on two legs.]
Lobbyyyyy!
She spots Kent as he began to work his way down the stairs, looking up them at him. Concern colors her tone as she leans against the wall at the bottom, but it's genuine.]
Can I assist you in any way?
[She hasn't quite thought through what she'll do if he needs help down the stairs, having NO prior experience walking up or down them on two legs.]