[The remark makes the corner of his mouth twitch. But it is nothing except a small, controlled admission of amusement, designed to engender attachment.]
Hydrotherapy.
[He says nothing more as the elevator descends. It silently opens onto a dark and grimy limestone corridor, where water once permeated the walls this deep in the earth.]
This way, please.
[He is already heading down the corridor, at whose end is a heavy pair of doors. He braces himself with his hands and pushes them open to reveal a landing overlooking a makeshift laboratory.]
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Hydrotherapy.
[He says nothing more as the elevator descends. It silently opens onto a dark and grimy limestone corridor, where water once permeated the walls this deep in the earth.]
This way, please.
[He is already heading down the corridor, at whose end is a heavy pair of doors. He braces himself with his hands and pushes them open to reveal a landing overlooking a makeshift laboratory.]