Again the man shrugged innocently. "I don't have the authority to let one of our guests wander around unsupervised." Erru glared at him as he continued talking, worried for those who had been gathered to find Aeyra and suspicious of the man who was calling her a 'guest.'
"But if I escort you upstairs to the boss' suite, I suppose you could ask him about this girl you think you saw," he added, taking a ring of keys from his pocket with an unnecessary flourish.
Erru glanced at the door, trying to judge whether she could kick it out before he could stop her. Finally, and with an annoyed sigh, she replied, "Fine... "
While he unlocked and opened the door, Erru went over in her mind a number of ways to subdue the man if she needed to escape. "Let's go, Miss Erru," he said, motioning to the open door. She froze without responding.
There was no way... "How do you know my name?" she demanded, taking a step back. The man smiled charismatically. "We know the backgrounds of all our guests."
"How much do you know?" she asked, reaching in her pocket for her knife and taking another step back. The man sighed, replying, "We have been informed that you are a seventeen year old FBI trainee, we know about your last case, and we were told about the deaths of your family members during that case."
Erru stared at the floor, cheeks flushed and throat burning. "I don't know how you got your intel on me," she said, her voice cracking, "But I'm not a subject for study. Stay out of my past..."
The man nodded. "Fine, fine, but let's head upstairs." With a frown, a markedly upset Erru followed the annoying man as he led the way to a staircase. "Safer than the elevator at the moment," he explained, gesturing at the destruction all around.
Erru ignored him, trying not to see the bodies of innocents laid out as they had died, not given respect or their right to be alive.
As she followed up the steps, she stared at the ground, also ignoring his speech about the marble used to build them.