Naturally, Newton grabbed up their bags before he did, and he threw the man a scowl for the effort. Hermann waved off his offers of assistance and made for the door with a vaulting gait to compensate for muscle weakness.

"I'm fine, Newton. You are only authorized to assist me if I look to be in danger of falling over."

They made it down to the lobby without incident, and Hermann turned in the room key with considerably more grace than he'd received it. The smile he got in turn was incredibly forced, and he turned from the desk with a low grumble.

"Well next time perhaps they won't give us such a difficult time of it. Suppose I should call our taxi ahead of time, depending on how long the line is.."