De shifted his shoulders slightly as the turbolift moved, adjusting the spread of her weight across them. He stared straight ahead at the doors (really just an elevator, just a normal elevator), and let out a long breath as they came to a stop, and the doors opened. "Duck again," he said, exiting the turbolift.

"You still alright up there," he asked, once they were safely out. "Are you tall enough to touch the ceiling? I think it would be a good thing, to be tall enough to touch the ceiling."

He looked left and right down the hallway they found themselves in. Which...where was he meant to go now. He tried to remember the map, but the orientation had confused him. "Do you remember what direction it was, darlin'?"