"Aha!" You cheered triumphantly, picking up a heavy golden key. You clambered out of the storage room, tripping slightly over a bump in the runner carpet.

"Did ye' find it?" Soap asked, grabbing the bars of the golden cage that kept him trapped in the center of the room. When he saw you ascending the steps towards him with a pleased expression and more importantly, a key.

"Look at you!" He cheered, clapping his hands. "Savin' my sorry arse! Maybe ye' don't need me anymore!"

He was joking, obviously. You wouldn't have gotten this far without him and you were still in a lot of danger.