"You're too kind," she says, eyes snapping with amusement. She scrambles up through the hatch, edging out of the way as she takes in her new surroundings. It looks - unsurprisingly - like a large facilities closet, with what she assumes are the electrical boxes and central HVAC mechanisms for the building.

"So far, so good," she calls down quietly. "No more lasers up here."

No computer terminals either, but that would be entirely too easy.