Kyang assumed that Torako had misheard when she first responded. "Yeah, a hairpin," Kyang responded while staring at the keyhole.

As the awkward moment passed where Torako processed the information. Kyang raised an eyebrow and slowly turned her head toward Torako. The assumption came over Kyang's mind that Torako had not picked a lock before. Kyang breathed in to explain herself in the exact moment that Torako realised what was going on, causing Kyang to feel slightly jarred. It didn't help that Torako apparently had forgot where she kept hairpins on her person for a while. Kyang was starting to wonder if bashing down the door was a better idea.

"Thanks," Kyang said with a smile. With the hairpin in hand, Kyang turned to the keyhole again and began to gently compromise it. Kyang explained to her companions while she worked. "I, uh...used to sneak out of home a lot. I had a lot of practice to do stuff like this."

Barely a few moments more passed before a satisfying click sounded. Kyang grinned and handed the hairpin back to Torako. "There we go. No muss, no fuss," Kyang said proudly.