Sinclair follows close behind Jack, picking up on the extra caution being taken. The whole room is tile, the floor, the walls, and a glass ceiling that makes their footsteps echo. He cringes, stopping for a second to listen. Not to be paranoid, but he hasn't had the best luck with avoiding splicers lately.

When he doesn't hear anything, he takes a few broad strides to catch up with Jack again. The closer they get to the Emergency Access, the more Sinclair is sure he knows where they are. Granted, it looks considerably different than the last time he was here.