D'you know what never goes away no matter how many years you've spent living in Thedas? Hating the sound of a body slamming mindlessly into a door.

Abby's on edge before fully registering what the sound is. She's bringing some extra supplies back to the infirmary and is still down the hallway when her adrenaline spikes, a shot of instinctive fear making everything around her seem sharper. Instantly she's walking faster.

The sound of the door exploding open makes her suck in a tight breath and drop her body down so she's approaching at a crouch, head craning around the door frame.