Traveling by crystal didn't make Altair as sick as traveling by air, but it was an unpleasant feeling. He was still shaking it off when Ari asked about the warehouse, catching him a bit off-guard.
"No, Wil didn't give me a key," he said, laughing. Wil didn't want him anywhere near the warehouse, particularly while the ship had been there. Unfortunately for Wil, he couldn't exactly turn Altair away from his own business interests, and so Altair had visited every now and again in spite of Wil's lack of desire to have him there.
"The Love isn't here anymore," he said. "If Wil even bothered to lock it, it's certainly not with anything unpickable." The warehouse was only a few blocks from the crystal, and it didn't take them long to reach it. Altair was the first to the door, so he reached out and tried it. Locked.
Turning to Ari, he said, "Would you like to do the honors, or shall I?"