Kyo snorted in wry amusement. "I'm good for the stick," he shot off as he gave the cabinets wary glances. They other choice was just going straight at them and all but... "Might be better off finding a broom or something." He'd rather not get some kind of anvil falling down on his head for bothering to open a door or some other trap.

But when Mary went for the desk, Kyo quickly slipped to the side, putting a bit of distance between himself and the furniture. Just in case it exploded or something. "Be my guest," he murmured, wondering what "equipped" meant. And that strange device again... He frowned as Mary knelt before the drawer. "Hey, maybe something in front of your face?" Too late; she was already working on it and his curiosity went to the tool in her hand.

Click.

Kyo tensed a bit at the sound, but when the drawer opened and nothing seemed to happen for a second, his hackles went down--Gas! "Get back!" he yelled, retreating from the desk, one hand coming up to cover his face. The scent of the gas was already touching his senses and he cussed.

"Don't breathe, Kidd!" That was her name, right? "Just grab the the marble and bolt!"