'Keys?' Damen asked, looking from Dutch to Matthias. 'To what?'

He wasn't certain how he felt going anywhere alone with Matthias but, though he was clearly well-muscled and possibly trained as a fighter himself, Damen had no doubt he could take Matthias should he need to. And the promise of both more clothing and, more importantly, shoes was compelling.

'I'm not sure what else I would do,' Damen admitted with a frown. 'Will you show me this wall? The one keeping us here.'