"As long as it isn't airtight," he offers with a small smile; it's a joke, considering there's a visible vent just off to her left. He taps his finger on his phone screen yet again to keep her workspace illuminated. It's the least he can do.

Victor blinks at the necklace, eye flitting between it and the keyhole. "Is it thin enough to work for what you want? Like a... what is it called, the key that works for all locks in a place? Master key?" Skeleton key was closer to what he meant, though a master key serves the same function. He's not sure how good her angle will be like this for forcing through the roof, but he's also presently content to simply wait.

Not to mention wondering idly if they'll get fined for property damage.