You tell me! It's your door, man! [He keeps pushing on the "door", putting all his strength into it, all the while that voice telling him, "The door is locked.", "The door is locked.", "The door is locked." Shut up shut up shut up.
Alright, hold up, Gold has an idea. He backs up, preparing to charge at the door with all he's got. He'll force his way through. You have about two seconds to move, Cilan, or he might end up barreling right through you when he charges, assuming he gets through.]
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Alright, hold up, Gold has an idea. He backs up, preparing to charge at the door with all he's got. He'll force his way through. You have about two seconds to move, Cilan, or he might end up barreling right through you when he charges, assuming he gets through.]