Heavily guarded doors that Alessa was just going to float on through.

"Alessa, you're supposed to wait until they open the doors." Bruce was too distracted by everything around him to scold her, though.

She didn't even land on the floor. She was too busy floating, looking at all the intricate architecture, but there was something strange in the air that made her curious expression scrunch up. She could feel it in the teeth she didn't have, a deep and bitter resentment and sense of entitlement. Streaking the walls and radiating off the glorious carpet.