Yeah, Jack's sword is a little large for that sort of thing. They can work it out when they get inside, though.

"Cool," he returns, tilting his head to watch Dylan take care of the guard and open the door.

He snorts at Dylan's comment, following him through the door, looking around them curiously as they go, energy building around him as the anticipation does (If there's a prison riot later, he'll probably only accidentally have something to do with it.). "There's probably, like.. a vice or something in the tools out at the warehouse."