Carina giggled lightly when Aiden jumped, she hadnâ€™t meant to get down there so early, but worry made her move faster than usual and nerves made her still and silent, ears straining for any foot steps on the ground that might not be her partner in crime. She passed one of the bags to him. They were thin and roughly made, but they did their jobs of holding the supplies they needed so far.<br/><br/>Carina looked down the manhole a slight fear curl in her stomach â€œItâ€™s smaller than I thought it would beâ€¦â€ she said to him. She unwound the rope around her waist and slid it down the hole tying it securely to one of the handles on the tunnel.<br/><br/>With a deep breath she slid down into the tunnel, eying the steaming pipes warily, once she had herself secure she pushed up against the wall to make room for Aiden to slide down. â€œTight fit is a bit of an understatement.â€ she muttered a wry smile on her face, beads of sweat already rolling down her face. With careful maneuvering they both reached up and slowly pulled the manhole cover back on top to  hide their tracks. With a heavy thud they were immersed in a dimmed light, with the low hissing sounds of the pipes and their own breathing.<br/><br/>Carina willed herself to calm down. This was just like the tunnels under the showers only not as much space, and hotter with Aiden there. She blushed, mortified by her thoughts. 'Because of the body heat and the steam pipes!' she amended grateful that any redness of her face her partner, hopefully, couldnâ€™t see or would just dismiss it as a result of the heat.<br/><br/>â€œO-Ok.â€ She whispered â€œI can move a bit first and you can follow after? Youâ€™ll need more room to move than I will.â€