[ Now that she's thoroughly de-catted Cambridge turns her attention back to the never-ending corridor before them. She's never particularly been one for claustrophobia but now that there's clearly no kind of exit to be seen apart from the dark, shadowed stretches of metal walkway in either direction she's suddenly finding herself battles an acute attack of the nerves. Cambridge swallows awkwardly and wets her lips. ]
Perhaps we're going in circles. I don't suppose you have a pen or anything like that on you?
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[ Now that she's thoroughly de-catted Cambridge turns her attention back to the never-ending corridor before them. She's never particularly been one for claustrophobia but now that there's clearly no kind of exit to be seen apart from the dark, shadowed stretches of metal walkway in either direction she's suddenly finding herself battles an acute attack of the nerves. Cambridge swallows awkwardly and wets her lips. ]
Perhaps we're going in circles. I don't suppose you have a pen or anything like that on you?