You take a deep breath and veer to the right. You can't say why, but it just feels right. Not that the featureless corridor gives you any hints, one way or the other.
Finally, you come to a halt outside a door.
"This one," you say with certainty.
Torny looks impressed. "I wish I had your sense of direction. I still get lost sometimes." Then she raps on the door. "Your mystery shuttle pilot to see you, sir."