In some cases, Julian might withdraw his hand from being held. On a crime scene with the professional police squad all around usually would be one of those times, but this place was damned creepy. Julian took the offered hand, grasping tightly as they ascended. 

Julian examined the damage on the door with interest. "I wonder... was this the scene were the husband was originally killed? Was there a struggle? Did he see it coming? How long before the wife felt enough remorse to kill herself in return?" He murmured questiom after question under his breath as he examined the door, then opened it to see what lay in the room beyond.