Henry nodded in understanding when listening to Lucy and Jezebel. He did smile a bit when the former agreed with him on Faith being absent. “Apologies for the wild guess, a miscalculation on my part.” He said to the prodigy, and turned back to Jez. “Curious. I can only assume your drinks were possibly drugged with the sleeping pills we found, if there was nothing else.” The pianist thought. Though his attention had turned to Daimyon throwing his own accusation at Emily, stating that only she could have done it. “H-Hey, can we not jump to conclusions until we make sense of this? Please??” Henry spoke up, a bit nervously when he noticed the argument heating up.

 “Welcome to the 8th circle of Hell.” Alice half-joked to her brother, trying to calm Ice down. Both siblings jumped a bit when they heard Cyrus' glasses crack, but oddly, the politician didn't seem angry. The recon was a bit confused, but that wasn't her main concern at the moment, he had asked if anyone knew another way the door could have been opened.

 “Wasn't there some tape at the bottom of the door?” Henry asked. “Could it have jammed the door to where it wouldn't close? I haven't really figured out how that would work though...”