Another fifteenth, another check-in day. Sam didn't want to do the whole Welcoming Committee thing, but he did like to know who had arrived if anyone did. He was just on his way through the lobby to get some coffee in the cafe when a tiny blonde girl spun away from the desk in a panic and headed his way.

He put out a hand to catch her before she collided with him, and said a gentle, "Hey," to try to arrest her progress. She didn't look dangerous, but looks could be deceiving. Besides, she looked terrified.