'Surprised to see me? I've been with you the whole way – loyal friend that I am,' Jack announced. He got his boot out of that stirrup and stood. But there was no time for additional banter. They were in a pantry. Squealing noises heralded the approach of the rats. Pounding of boots was not far behind, and where there were boots, there'd be swords. There was a locked door set into the wall, opposite to where they had come in, and Turk had gone over to sniff at it curiously.