The hug had been completely unexpected and Bridget really was not sure how she should respond to it so she just stood there and accepted it half-heartedly. If this was a thank-you it was a bit too exuberant for her liking; however that did not mean she would be rude and push her away. She understood the girlâ€™s excitement. However usually when she was sent to someone form the Nazis they were either completely terrified or shot off a few questions here and there before trusting their rescuer completely. This girl was the complete opposite, while the excitement was nothing too surprising, and a bit too loud. She was glad when Jack had placed a hand over her mouth otherwise they probably would have been discovered and that would be the end of them.<br/><br/>It was amazing that they had made it this far without much worry and she had a feeling that things were about to become much worse from here on out. This had been all too easy, gone too smoothly, and she didnâ€™t really want to believe they were going to be fine. Nothing about this was â€˜fineâ€™.<br/><br/>While they moved down the hall towards Rosebaumâ€™s cell her expression seemed distant, almost like she was indifferent to what was going on around her. Her stride was quiet, having been taught to move silently, swiftly when needed, and she moved with incredible focus as well. At first glance she might seem like she had herself together and was calm but the burning hatred inside of her was growing stronger by the second and it took a lot for her to think rationally. Joining the resistance has helped her definitely but she was not completely immune to fear. She just learned to keep herself together better. Right now she was absolutely terrified by what was happening here. She didnâ€™t want to become one of thoseâ€¦ thingsâ€¦ stuck in those cells. She was doing her best to try to push it out of her mind, deny what was right in front of her for the time being so it wouldnâ€™t slow her down.<br/><br/>Once they reached the cell and looked inside. There lay a man that she assumed was Rosebaum and she looked to the girl to confirm it before proceeding. Rosebaum didnâ€™t seem like he was in any pain but it was fairly dark in the cell and couldnâ€™t really say for sure if he was injured, and if so how badly. More importantly he didnâ€™t appear to be mutated like thoseâ€¦ thingsâ€¦ she wasnâ€™t sure if she wanted to call them monsters or not.<br/><br/>â€œLooks like weâ€™ll need a key,â€ she said aloud, her voice always quiet. Just to see if he was correct, Bridget tried to open the door, noticing that it was in fact locked. A small frown briefly touched her lips and she tilted her head, fingers tracing the lock to the cell. That had been too easy; the cell being locked was nothing she would not have expected out of the krauts. And she wondered which kraut held the keys to get in the cell. No sooner had she began thinking about it, the thought crossed her mind that it was probably the guard who had walked past them earlier. Or perhaps the keys were just sitting in some office somewhere down here waiting to be picked up. Either way they needed to find them as quickly as possible and be on their way before they were caught.<br/><br/>Taking a look around, she noticed a set of double doors leading further into the area. A sideways glance was cast to Jack, wondering if he wished to proceed or if he had another plan to get the professor out of there. They would find the keys they were looking for through there no doubt but it was also risky. Beyond those doors there could be two krauts or there could be fifty. Sure enough the Nazis probably knew something was going on by now, there was no way they were that oblivious. At any moment the guards could come back and discover them. Her heart was racing. She really didnâ€™t want to spend another minute down here. The other two probably shared her sentiments, all the more reason to be as quick as possible. The clock was ticking after all.