[It is not the scream that draws Diana to where Daisy works at tearing apart the wall, but the noise of metal slamming against metal. She'd followed the noise to the hallway, abandoning her own search for unlocked doors that led somewhere other than quarters. When she finally finds the source of the sound, she holds up her hands, palms out, approaching slowly--but having to speak louder than normal to be heard above the din.]
noise in the walls
What are you doing? Are you alright?