Sorry miss, I’m doing some emergency repairs on this corridor. Had a warning for a potential gas leak.  The whole thing is locked down. You're gonna have to head another way. 

Say no more little lady, you're not the first lost cadet I've come across.  I've been in charge of repairs on this bucket of expensive bolts for nearly a decade now.  I've seen my fair share of fresh faces wandering these corridors, lost as a goose in a snowstorm. 

It's your call lass! Those are your two options.  It's up to you to decide the rest.  Now if you'll excuse me I need to get back to work. Have a nice night, y’hear.