The metal popped, and Svetlana pulled the heavy door open. It protested and whined, and there was certainly no way it would ever get closed again. But it was doubtful anybody here would have a problem with that.

"Thomas!" Mary practically dragged Thomas out of the cramped little cell, not that he needed a lot of encouragement there. "Mmm, it's so good to see you again." Mary held Thomas close, despite the fact that he smelt like men in close quarters.

Svetlana dropped down by Peter's side, and made ready to lift him up should he need it. "Are you all right?" she asked, the worry more than evident in her voice. "Can you stand, are you hurt?"