[He won't lie -- all of this is going straight over his head. He wasn't really -acutely- aware that there was a "system" that kept him breathing.

But what the heck.

He'll go with it.]

You know, as much as I'm willing to lend a hand, I've grown rather fond of breathing -- it's always served me well! So let's hope that keeps happening when we pop that lock.

Maybe you're thinking about this all the wrong way! Usually there's more than one way into a place. Is going through the door really necessary?