Aryia smiled at the girl's acceptance before moving down the hallway, lips pressed tightly into line. As the two rounded the corner, a small and shabby metal door was present before them, in a swift and elegant motion the girl swiped her card in the scanner and stuck her pink tongue out as a red beam traced against it, analyzing it, before the door let out a jet of cool and refreshing. The structure before was lined with boxes and fridges, unopened crates that contained fruits and vegetables. Over to the far right stoof heaps of flour and sugar, baking soda directly across on the left wall. Shivering a bit, wishing she had wore something more than just the black button down. Brushing her brown hair away from her eyes she outstretched her arms.<br/><br/>"The storage room!" redirecting a smile at Kitty she gave the girl a small grin, her eyes still as soulless as ever, "Feel free to take something, I'll book it on my ration card."