Though she tries to conceal it as quickly as it comes, she stares a little blankly at the row of switches, uncertain where to begin or what does what. She therefore steps aside quickly when Telrim silently volunteers to throw the switches.

"The mark was on th'upper floor, aye?" Annah whispers, trying to picture the layout Telrim had pointed out in her "illusory" map. She is also listening--if this was the only place the circuit breakers were located, any guards certainly would come down to investigate--but that also means this is no place to wait. "Let's give this place the laugh." She hisses and is already moving, rapidly yet still softly padding up the stairs, back to the loading area where they mentioned.

Soon enough, there are signs of a guard coming from two different directions: one, from an upper floor, entering the stairwell from the sounds of the clanking door. Another is heading toward the loading dock from indoors on that level, his flashlight gleaming through the window in the door he approaches, the doorway earlier protected by the now-dark camera. Annah scrambles up onto a crate and waits, the faint silhouette of her tail twitching like that of a cat waiting to pounce.