"Right, just remember, don't go rushing in there. We've got to take this carefully."

As he works at the lock, he finds himself thinking how the tables had turned. At one point in his life, he'd be on the receiving end of that lecture, willing to rush in without much of a plan. Perhaps his friends had rubbed off on him more than he thought.

After a few moments of fiddling, the lock is discarded and he opens the door as quietly as he can.

"After you."