"Pretty sure you're the one that put that one together. I wonder what this door's riddle meant, anyhow." She shook her head and stood there a moment, peeking inside. Heading in she frowned at the corridor. "Huh, I suppose I was expecting something... else." Not that she really could think of what she was expecting at all.

Still, as they came in and cleared the door way, the door slammed shut behind them, making her jump, turning to look at it and frown. "Oh, don't think we wont open you if we have to, door." She told it, but then looked back to what Trunks was going. When he sprung a trap both brows shot up to see the sharp knife stick into the wall on the other side.

"Oh... this should be fun." And she snorted, arms crossing. "So much for door choices. Maybe that other door meant don't look for trouble, because the other door is full of it."