At least someone else had already opened the door. Asch had had enough of breaking open doors in this place-- especially when it ended with them being in a pile on the floor. Not only was it embarrassing, but it wasn't all that nice getting an elbow (or knee) to the ribs.

If Guy, or Claude depending on how the other blond replied, wanted to head in first, Asch wasn't going to argue for once. If something was going on further down the hall, he had no problems with letting either of them be the first to find out.

After all, there was no telling what exactly was down there. He wasn't looking forward to getting himself killed tonight, even if he had decided to go with them.