"I know," she repeats, no louder but a touch more shortly, this time. A pause follows, as the sound of doors opening and voices and footsteps approaching start to reach them, and then she tugs him a little further down the hallway and into the laundry room. "Close the door."

She figures no one will be in here for at least a little bit, and it's better than loitering in the feeder hallway.