"'Different factions'..." Walker grunts. "Little girl, you don't know the half of it." He nods to Dory as he settles back into his chair, then rolls himself sharply up the sidewalk. "Inside, now. Streets aren't safe to talk."
They should all be able to enter the doorway without a problem, save for Macendale, who will be stuck with the equivalent of walking face-first into reinforced glass.
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