Merritt steps up beside him, jaw clenching as he considers the door. "I did the one downstairs. He did this one," he says darkly, but he reaches out to rest a hand on the knob, focusing for a moment as he reaches out, feeling out the damage Ben did here.

It takes him a moment to undo it - but after a moment, he hesitates - and then turns the handle. It opens, and he pulls the door slowly toward them, peeking through. There's still no one there, and he sighs before pulling it open the rest of the way, gesturing for Dylan to go ahead.