There were no windows in the hallway or the room Donnie was in so..,fully interior, deep inside the administrative building. The floorboards didn't squeak underfoot, but there was the sound of boots on wood as someone moved about somewhere on this floor. There were six doors in this hall, with a L junction at each end, which judging by the light *did* have windows down at their far ends. So... taking the air-ducts into account, the entire building must have been built into the side of the rocks, and Donnie was on the 'side' that faced the rocks. But, now he had to pick which door to open next-one, open a crack, was right out, as it was the one voices were coming from.

If he crept up to the door Angelika's faux-masculine voice came from he might hear..."They are not entirely without hope of redemption, yes. Servitors can learn their place. But they need a firm hand-and, if you will forgive me Father, your hand is kind, but lacks...firmness. Youthful energy. I may be able to make time...if you allow me to take any interesting subjects." Oh. Well, she was either playing the role to a T, or slyly setting herself up to spirit away a couple of people for 'questioning' that would be their liberation instead of their doom. "But at the moment, I am more concerned that the guards remain free from corruption, as I said."