Kratos had just walked through the gate when the intercom turned on. Landel's voice began pouring through, but bizarrely enough, wasn't directed at the patients for once. It seemed the rebels had decided to make another move, this one to directly sabotage whatever equipment Landel had stored on the second floor. For a split second, he was gripped with the sudden urge to turn around and see if they could somehow take advantage of the situation, but then he reminded himself that they were headed for the archives, and that he himself had already told both Lloyd and Castiel that he intended to focus on that regardless of what else came their way.

That, and then Lloyd managed to electrocute himself again.

It was so unexpected that, unlike in previous instances, Kratos couldn't even find the time to panic; instead, his body simply moved on instinct, sliding to catch Lloyd with an arm before he landed on the ground. Of course, not panicking also meant that he was more aware of the fact that Castiel was watching, but since their relationship had been made blatantly obvious by this point, he wasn't as concerned.

"You should be more careful," he admonished as he pushed Lloyd back to his feet, checking him for the errant piece of metal. There was nothing, though, so why had the shock initiated? Was it possible that perhaps they had been wrong in assuming that the gate only responded to the presence of metal? If that was the case, then what could--

Kratos looked at Lloyd's hand and understood: "...ah. Wonderful." He stepped back and went to go collect his things from the other half of the conveyor belt, looking just a tad frustrated. "Let's keep going," he said to Castiel. Hopefully, somehow they'd get far enough to set the keys to a room after the metal detector.