"Hm."

It was the only reply Bellua could muster to Callum's statement. By now, he crossed a vast distance of the desert with the young one in tow, coming to rest at what looked like edge. There was a gap of darkness that cut off the land and on the other side was a seemingly different biome, if not a completely different location that didn't belong. He grimaced, turning back to Callum after a time.

"It seems that we will have to cross this gap in order to continue," he spoke. At the time, he wouldn't have known that it was as simple as walking, thinking the gap of darkness was ultimately an endless pit leading to nowhere. With this in mind, he stretched out his arm, his hand open. "Come. I shall throw you across."

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Rose had handed Euclid a bobby pin as he watched her hair fall. He sighed quietly to himself, noting that she'd need it back. [i]Unfortunately, that might not be the case,[/i] he thought. [i]Besides, are you trying to look good, or are you trying to stay alive?[/i]

Without hesitation, he unfolded the bobby pin into a long and thin metal strip, folding the bulbous and wavy end upward so he'd have something with which to push up the tumblers of the lock. Only folding up the very end so as to have enough room to push the bobby pin through the keyhole, he placed his ear as close to the lock as he could, listening in case he found a tumbler to catch. He could hear Leon saying something in the background, but his focus was driven away from the conversation and more so towards finding a way inside. However, with tools as primitive as these, it would take a few minutes. It was his hope that they weren't caught and killed by then.