"Hold your horses," said Summer. "So impatient! I just kill three locks in a stupid amount of time, you know. This one's a bit more complicated, and I'm hearing way more talking out of you than keeping watch..."

And then, with a quick jam of a screwdriver, a faint 'ow!', and a satisfying click (and a slightly worrisome crack, but Summer wasn't going to worry about it), the locks were picked and she pushed the door open.

After grinning up triumphantly at Seivarden.

"Ta-daah!"

And them she scrambled to her feet and slowly pushed it open a little .ore so she could slip inside and start looking around.

"At least," she said, "it doesn't look like she's moving out. All her stuff is still here..."

Then she slid a grin over to Seivardn that she hoped she could still see in the darkness of the room.

"What a relief, huh?"