We can only hope. [Nathaniel grimaces slightly at the thought, not anticipating that eventuality with any kind of pleasure, and takes the first few steps down. A dog smart enough to open a door can't be all that smart, surely?]

I don't hold much hope in capturing him should we find him. [He says then, glancing back over his shoulder.]

Is there a plan? I doubt I could hurt him, but I wouldn't want to damage myself, either.