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“Yes?”

“Do you want to help me?”

The room goes silent.

Hayley's sandwich slips from her fingers onto the plate.

“Yes.”

One word.

Barely there.

Sage looks embarrassed.

“I just don't know where anything is.”

“I don't either.”

“Oh.”

Hayley smiles.

“So we'll look together.”

Sage smiles back.

They leave the kitchen.

I stare after them.

Arthur collects the plates.

Will suddenly needs to check the window.

Taylor looks at the ceiling.

“Anybody says anything, I'll hurt you.”

Arthur carries the plates to the sink.

“I wasn't going to say anything.”

“You were thinking.”

“Apparently that's illegal now.”

Taylor walks toward the security room.

“I'll check the feeds.”

Will follows.

Arthur points toward the hallway.

“Go sit down.”

“Why?”