Shifting his crutch to give him some stability, Maurice knocked on the door he'd been directed to. He was going to look pretty silly if this was the wrong one...
Following immediately after were a variety of thumping footsteps, two locks on his side being unlatched before the door swung backwards.
The shorter man appeared puzzled; perhaps they were new.Â
"Hello… ah, am I needed somewhere?" A subtle glance towards their crutch.



















