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Listening to what Alex said, Rayne nodded his head slowly and looked over at the door, thinking a little to himself and then releasing a soft breath. "Pick locks?" he wondered, glancing at Aleksander and tilting his head to the side. "Slightly yes. I'm not amazing but I know how to, as long as it's not too complex." Rayne admitted. He did learn a little from his brother, but that was before he was turned, and that was long ago. There was no use for picking locks now when he had enough strength to rip a door off of it's hinges.
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