Tycho hung back as he let Matrim open the door. He figured that it'd be better off for his own health if he let his colleagues try some the devious traps that the house had, this was a prime example of it, but fortunately no traps greeted them on the other side of the door. There seem to be any commotion coming from further down the hallway either, which only made Tycho more bothered by the current situation. He liked it when the occupants of a home could be heard, it made avoiding them much easier when you could tell where they were walking to or the doors that they opened.<br/><br/>Tycho wasn't going down the corridor first however, instead he glanced around the room once more, namely to see what the catfolk was doing. There was nothing else of real note, a few musty old tomes on a bookshelf, but everything that looked important had been gathered or taken. Looking over to Matrim once again, Tycho gave a sign for him to proceed. He would watch the grey-skinned man's back in case of yet more traps or hidden adversaries.