She watched him as he pulled together the rig to keep the undead out, examining the method he used to keep it secure. It was fairly ingenious and she wished, yet again, that they weren't in such dire circumstances; she wanted to ask where he'd learned it, if he could show her again so she could remember it. Leave it to Duncan to show another trade secret when she couldn't find a feasible way to learn it.

"It's too quiet," she murmured. "I'm really starting to wonder if we're the only ones alive in here." It couldn't really be possible. The Hold was too large of a building and there were plenty of people in the city who were stronger and more durable than the two of them. They couldn't be the only ones. But the hallways seemed so much more eerie when there were no sounds to accompany them.

With a single nod, Elissa moved down the hall, looking for another door that would be accessible, one without an electronic lock. They didn't need to stray too far to find another, this one unlocked. She gripped her blade tightly and gave a look back at Duncan.