Needless to say, Claude was relieved that he and Dias hadn't toppled over onto each other and onto the floor. The last thing he needed was a repeat of what happened with Luke and Asch, and in front of a full-blown audience no less! Kicking down doors looked way cooler when the people involved didn't turn into a human dogpile.

Not that he was too concerned about how cool he looked right now. But, seeing that he was practically the one leading the group into what could be a very, very messy situation, Claude wanted to give the impression that he at least kind of knew what he was doing.

He was a little surprised by the newcomers, though he did recognize Axel from when Ashton pointed him out earlier that morning. He didn't know the girl, but Claude figured he was likely a friend of Ashton's, and he nodded in greeting.

"You're here to help Ashton, right?" he said. "Thanks for coming, both of you. We could use the help." And he really meant it. Regretfully, there wasn't any time for introductions. That would have to wait for when Ashton was safe and sound, and they were all soaking in the victory they were going to share tonight. He knew this wasn't going to be easy, but Claude was determined to remain optimistic.

And with that, he slipped his maps into his coat pocket, held the flashlight in front of him, and ventured inside.