We're right by the clinic, people are used to strange noises.
[It's a reason that undoes itself immediately by drawing attention to the quiet. No ambient noise at all, not even traffic noise. Far from the buzz of a busy hospital, the room seems to hold the hush of somewhere far larger, the kind of place that would echo their own voices back if they raised them. Chase has felt this way in cathedrals before, but not the ground floor of Princeton-Plainsboro. He nods at her suggestion and in a few seconds he's trying the handle, which rattles uselessly in his hand. After a minute he sets his shoulder against the door and shoves that way. Not even the faintest yield.
He tries but doesn't hide the worry when he turns back across the office.]
☞ paradise is close at hand in images of elsewhere
[It's a reason that undoes itself immediately by drawing attention to the quiet. No ambient noise at all, not even traffic noise. Far from the buzz of a busy hospital, the room seems to hold the hush of somewhere far larger, the kind of place that would echo their own voices back if they raised them. Chase has felt this way in cathedrals before, but not the ground floor of Princeton-Plainsboro. He nods at her suggestion and in a few seconds he's trying the handle, which rattles uselessly in his hand. After a minute he sets his shoulder against the door and shoves that way. Not even the faintest yield.
He tries but doesn't hide the worry when he turns back across the office.]
Wherever we are, looks like we're staying.