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You went for a raid into a secret bunker deep underground with a bunch of armed magical individuals on a Tuesday.

[ maybe it's just the dizziness or the headache, but for some reason, this sentence was deeply funny to him, Zulius.
And with the comment about closets, there's no controlling it.
His shoulders are doing their best not to shake--and maybe because the other pressed a little closer, he's able to reign it in.

But he's clearly still laughing, even if silently. ]

I'm sure you can just kick all the doors down.
I have heard a kick from a zebra can be deadly.

A door to a closet stands no chance.