"Okay," Chase nodded, watching her for an extra heartbeat as if to just make sure, then headed for the first of the two coffins. The slabs were never particularly easy to move, but he'd had enough practice opening and closing the one with his stash that he managed to get this one shifted enough to peer inside. Nothing. As soon as he saw that, he abandoned the slab and shoved against the stone coffin itself. It didn't budge. The was probably enough right?
"Hello?" Just for good measure. Nothing. "Okay, it didn't feel like it was going to move," he relayed as he moved to the other one, repeating his actions with the same result. By the time he was finished he was sweating, and decided that Oliver was just going to have to yell at him if he got caught as he pulled his gloves and hat off, leaving his shaggy mop of hair a tousled mess. "Is there anything else we should try doing before we go to the next one, you think?"