"Probably not on the to do list, but we really gotta work on your sense of humor." It's a joke, but also not entirely. Thank goodness they have somehow made it to the Enclosure.

Kylar waves his left hand over the lock, not the prosthetic. He might be trying to throw Marc off the trail but he grabs the door with his right and gestures him to go ahead, if he still wants to. "About those boundaries. They go both ways. You wanna talk about my warden item? We lay down some ground rules." Usually he wouldn't even make that offer. But he likes Marc, there's trust somewhere in there, under a couple layered threats.