"All right," Layla says with a crisp nod. She eases ahead out the door leading for the rear exit, keeping close enough to the inside wall that she's unlikely to be spotted at a casual glance, though not so close that she looks like she's trying to pass unnoticed. Just making room for the inevitable gurneys wheeling some prisoner or another for testing, clearly.

For the moment, their path is clear. Whether or not that luck holds remains to be seen.