"Brigadier, would you mind-"
"Sorry, Miss Shaw, I can't quite-"
Liz sighed and squeezed herself tighter against the cupboard wall, trying to avoid as much of his body pressed against hers as she could. "Couldn't you find anywhere more spacious to hide?" she whispered finally.
"There was hardly time to check what was through the doors. I thought it was a room."
She laughed softly. "So... how long are we going to be stuck here?"
"Hopefully they'll be gone in a few minutes."
"Good. Sorry... can you just-"
"Keep still!"
"Sorry, Brigadier." She giggled. "Got a problem?"
He sighed. "No..."