Enelye asserts some authority

"How about if I try. I have no desire to walk into a trap." Enelye gently brushes Hrothgar to the side." My ears," she touches the tip of one of her long pointed ears, " sometimes hear things a human wouldn't."

Enelye listens intently at the door. (2)

There's something moving on the other side of this door. Shuffling, not mechanical. Maybe more than one.

Hrothgar, what do you do?