Bethany gives the agent a little comforting smile. "It's not your fault. Varric is just ... trickier than most."

Reaching in under her armor, she pulled out a key on a long, leather strap, and gestured for Maxwell and Leliana to come forward. "Unlocking the door takes care of some of the nastier ones - but Varric put in contigencies just in case anyone was forced there at sword point."

She put her ear against the door, putting the key into the lock and slowly turning it. Listening to the scrap and slide, she frowned as they key turned, and clicked the lock open.

"That's odd."