They froze at the same moment, both hearing the same sound. It was another pair of hooves coming down the hall behind them. James tensed all over, fearful of what it might be—but her fear was in vain. It was only Dorothy, wearing only the back half of her uniform and a satchel over her shoulder. Her computation surface was stuck inside it, along with a few glass test-tubes. She smelled like she'd been in the lab for at least a full day. "You talking about what I think you're talking about?"