[Sakura helps to push, shoving with her hands and shoulders and straining her legs to move the furniture. It's not light. But she manages to help and tries not to fret all the more over Makoto's leg, instead trying to focus on the potential escape.]
I don't think there would be a room there? Let's try and see at least.
[She reaches, opening the door but not yet stepping through on instinct.]
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I don't think there would be a room there? Let's try and see at least.
[She reaches, opening the door but not yet stepping through on instinct.]