The good of the people. Right. Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Kadaj focused on the hall once more-- or, more accurately, on the walls. There had to be a door around here somewhere, otherwise what was the point in having a hall that led to nowhere?

He soon found what he was looking for, and, trying not to smile too widely, he headed towards it and reached out to give the doorknob an experimental twist. Locked...? That had to mean there was something good behind it, but he didn't know what. "Any idea what's behind this?" he asked.