[the Nurses are, thankfully, taking their time to form. The steady beeps of the machinery in the room is still louder than the whispers coming from the shadows, so they're probably safe to keep looking, even as the outlines of the Nurses become more defined]

Did you find something?

[they probably shouldn't linger though...]

... May as well take a look while we can, right?

[Tycoon makes it over quickly enough. But with all this stuff piled up... There's no way to do this quietly]

It might be easier if we both pull it. [he says when Sage gets there, already reaching out for some of the blankets, muttering a quiet 'sorry' as he does. Polite, in spite of their circumstances] This will definitely make a mess.