Saxon paused and dropped his rucksack on the floor, allowing him to carefully open its bursting seams and rummage around as the others continued to walk up ahead. The next prank was formulating in his head - again simple, very simple - he didn't have the time or resources to work up something extravagant just yet. Therefore he felt around for the thing he was after and quickly pocketed it before readjusting his bag on his shoulder.

He was lagging behind the group now and as the door in front was swung open, he increased his pace to a slight jog in order to catch up. However the further they walked the less it seemed like they should be here and more like they should head back on their official route. His current prank was moved to the back of his consciousness as he focused on what was around them. He was quick to follow others through the doors, not taking for granted their words, he wanted to see things for himself.

As he entered the room it was somewhat disappointing, despite the ominous feeling, it seemed as though the room was merely another of many labs here. The questions of the need for so many labs crossed his mind, but it was quickly moved onto the next thought. He glanced towards Whitney as he spoke, and the looked around at the others gagging their reaction, it seemed they were all as disappointed as each other - their adventure not really having a treasure chest of gold at the end of it. 

He did one more sweep of the room with his eyes before turning to exit, deciding if there was nothing here they might as well continue exploring somewhere else or head back to where their group should be so that someone doesn't figure out where they've been.