Letting the other shoe drop-
[ An elevator dings, and the doors open to let out a small woman in a blue coat stumbling under the weight of bags slung over her right side. She manages to regain her balance before she drops everything, and squares her shoulders before-
Dropping everything as she sees she's not in the airport.
The hall is generic enough (and it's been long enough) that it takes her a second before she even thinks to feel on the chest of her corset, and then the side of her coat for a name-tag. She finds it on the later, and just fingers it as she looks around.
Care to approach before she recovers to being back? Or decides if that's a good thing or not?]
Dropping everything as she sees she's not in the airport.
The hall is generic enough (and it's been long enough) that it takes her a second before she even thinks to feel on the chest of her corset, and then the side of her coat for a name-tag. She finds it on the later, and just fingers it as she looks around.
Care to approach before she recovers to being back? Or decides if that's a good thing or not?]