Just a tiny bit again and possibly over the top at that.

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The pause in the narrow space between the first iron door and the second would have been barely noticeable to a hypothetical witness, time for a last thought before committing to the termination of the day, for a quick review of items gathered to be taken along, for small legs to race across the room. There was no one to see, no surveillance in the lair of he who surveils.