[Hiro nods, thoughtfully, drumming his fingers on the metallic moosey nose in thought. Bon Ron looks nonplussed.] Yeah, so we can still open that independently. Maybe replace it with one that retracts into the wall, lightweight shuttered metal or something, so he doesn't get his horns caught in it?

[Pause.] We have a ward? [Hiro Hamada, who literally forgets all the time that his roomie is a witch.]