Talia jerked from Rory's little kick, but overall, neither were able to establish answers.
“Ughhh... We’re getting nowhere.” Elizabeth casually looked around but there was no progress anywhere. She watched Isaac’s facial expression. She pondered to herself. He complained about loudness. “What’s loud?”
“‘Ihz vision er whut, whaddya t'ink, woman? I ‘ah one, too, but I can handle it,” Rory stated.
“Hunh, I also saw something. Surgeons, blurriness. If that’s the case for most of us, he’s having a much more severe version,” Elizabeth said. “Hm?” She turned her head as someone else walked out their door that opened. The new woman introduced herself and seemed quite level-headed. Annie switched from her consolation of the younger woman to speak to the new lady.
“Ey! Help me get deh couch up, we can all ram it into the door!” Rory barked as he began to push an unoccupied sofa to see if it would slide. If it was not fastened to the floor, perhaps it could be used as a battering ram, though...
“Oh, for Christ’s sake... Do you really think you’re gonna open any of these doors by force? If your attempts didn’t work the first time, they’re not gonna work any other time.”
“Yeh give up too quick. Get ov’r ‘ere!” Rory motioned for help, brow furrowed, eyes focused, face rather angry, as usual.
Amidst the tension, Talia's voice gradually amplified, even her breaths audible. She shouted her anger and confusion, and then...
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