Flynn snorts. It's dark humor, sort of, but it helps with the ambient frustration. Being frustrated alone is awful. Being frustrated with an equally-exasperated kindred spirit might actually be productive, if they can channel it together.

He flashes his new friend a bright smile. "If we're being served sand at breakfast, then I'm certainly not here for a vacation. Shall we at least take the recommendation? I'd like to know if anyone around here has anything more useful to say. There's nothing of use in the rooms, either."