[Beck hasn't explored much of the hotel before she comes across the rooming area; predictably, she's wary and nervous as she wanders close, even if she tries to keep herself calm. Her duffel bag is slung over her shoulder as she approaches the shared room she's supposed to stay - but it looks like she isn't alone.
After watching silently for a few moments, until she's fairly certain the person in front of her doesn't quite know how the lock works:]
Need a hand? [...] I'm guessing this is your room, too.
[She tries to keep her voice light, but it's not hard to hear the undercurrent of stress.]
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After watching silently for a few moments, until she's fairly certain the person in front of her doesn't quite know how the lock works:]
Need a hand? [...] I'm guessing this is your room, too.
[She tries to keep her voice light, but it's not hard to hear the undercurrent of stress.]