"Right," Telrim says softly, answering both comments as she looks up the stairs. She follows Annah without wasting time, shutting the stairwell door quietly behind them.

It's a decent place for an ambush. Telrim backs up so she can cover Annah and the door behind them at the same time. Their incoming guard on the ground seems a little hesitant. Perhaps he's tired, or perhaps he's noticed the logged ID entry followed by the power failure and he's experienced enough to wonder what's going on.

"I'll handle the stairs," she whispers as that thin beam of light bobs and flashes across the crates around them. If Annah takes this one out quietly enough, the other won't even know and they can ambush him at the breakers. Even if he does hear, the darkened steps will slow him down.