Grant's plan was a good one, that much Wesley had to admit. And bringing Nadeline and Jaakuna up to the main floor under the Vanishaga spell was a good suggestion. Wesley really found no faults in that plan, and yet, he still has some reservations about going along with Grant alone. Even though he has already told the Rozarrian prince about his side of the plan, there was still this little part of him that didn't trust him. Perhaps it was being locked up and Jaakuna being in the condition that he was in. Or maybe it was his disgust with what Grant has done to Wesley and his friends. [i]No, it's not disgust..[/i] Wesley knew it was disgust. It was more along the lines of distrust, but as Nadeline had already pointed out, Wesley just can't be picky right now. 

Wesley turned to Jaakuna, looking down at him, and then seeing Nadeline's face. She was just so worried about everyone. How could Wesley even begin to think about denying Grant's plan? [b]"Fine, the two of us will search for Emiri." [/b]Wesley said as he would try to remember what Hamut said. [i]Didn't he say something about the three keys being under a bench?[/i] Wesley thought to himself and as he would go to the bench, he knelt down on one knee as he would place one arm supporting the bench in stillness, and the other arm reaching underneath it. As he would move his arm around, it was only a few moments later that he felt three metal objects. He would grab them, and fell down three golden keys. [b]"YES! Here they are!"[/b] Wesley said, [b]"okay, I guess it's time to get out of here." [/b]Wesley again said.

Wesley would first take the key, which it was more like a keycard, and slide it against the cell door and it opened. Since it was opened that way, the door would automatically open up for Nadeline as well. Then, WEsley would make his way very carefully over to Grant, and using another key-card to open his Cell. He wouldn't even wait for Grant to thank him. Wesley would go over to his cell, and proceed to help her get Jaakuna up. [b]"Okay, you ready?"[/b] He said. The next ten minutes would be the longest — and slowest — ten minutes of their young lives.