By the time Nathan Lockwood and Zoe Pierce came out of the bathroom, nearly fifteen minutes had passed.
The Starship's cabin door was of exceptional quality. Once closed, not a single sound could be heard from the other side, even if you pressed your ear to it.
Besides, it wasn't like Chase Shaw and the others would stoop to eavesdropping.
The three of them waited outside, their minds elsewhere. The moment the door opened, all their gazes shot toward it.
They had clearly made an effort to wash away any scents, as neither of them carried a lingering smell.
Judging by her complexion, Zoe Pierce seemed to be doing a bit better than before.
Nathan Lockwood followed behind her. His clothes were slightly wrinkled, but nothing out of the ordinary.
Erin Xavier felt her eyes become scanners, sweeping back and forth over the two of them.
After staring for a few moments, she decided her scrutiny was a bit silly.
