ghost lunch

[greentheywere]

The tray preceded her. She wasn't familiar with the food -- Robin had rattled off a recitation but was clearly distracted -- but it inched forward. M'gann had familiarized herself with the lock mechanisms enough that she could use telekinesis to disable them, and push the door open hands free.

It creaked ominously.

That and the tray preceding her, that was her way of coming in with her hands up, so to speak. No weapons. Just lunch! She stayed outside the room, outside the doorway, carefully out of sight behind the wall, where she couldn't looking threatening.

I mean, if you can't see her at all...