When Paige was finished with showering and clothing, she felt like a new person. When she left the bathroom, she saw Meier sitting on the bed, still in his wrinkled suit.
"Do you have any clothes?"
Meier nodded, then shook his head,
"Yes... in my room, it should be the one of Dr. Lambert and the big guy, but I don't want to go there anymore."
Paige nodded in understanding; she wouldn't stuff Meier, the designated doctor, in a room with the designated psycho-logist, anyway. She somehow trusted that Anji was the better person to keep Liam in check.
She remembered having seen a bed in the storage room, which she first thought of as a stock, if one of the beds broke or something. Now, like this, it was just fine.
"Bring your clothes back to this room later." Paige rummaged through her oversized clothing, which should be more than big enough for Meier to fit in, and gave him a set of shirt and sweatpants.
