"Oh- uh.. Hello there, I didn't uh... didn't see you there... sorry-" ; (assistant-brown. Sorry this is so grossly late.)
“S-sorry!” Murphy stammered, jumping back a few steps. She wasn’t sure what she’d been expecting to run into around one of the Foundation corners, but the bespectacled researcher before her was significantly less frightening than anything she’d been anticipating.
“Um...hi,” her eyes dropped to his ID badge and then furtively over her shoulder at the empty hallway, “I’m, uh, I’m not supposed to be here, am I? I’m...well, I’m lost.”
Her scarred hand rose to nervously twirl her hair. Lost, sure, and in a place where people in orange jumpsuits like hers were probably killed on sight for wandering around unescorted.
“I, uh, I was on my way back to my cell with some of those guards. We turned a corner, and suddenly...I was alone. I-I know that sounds crazy, but it was like they just vanished! I tried to get back to where I’m s’possed to be, but I don’t...really recognize any of these hallways. You wouldn’t...happen to know the way back, would you...?”