Ward chose to remain silent. Sometimes he couldn't tell when his brother was being sarcastic. It was a byproduct of having been away from him for so long. Instead, he focused his energy on the task at hand: getting into the freezer. He unzipped the leather case and pulled out two thin metal tools. Sticking his tongue out slightly in concentration, he inserted the tools into the keyhole.
"I don't smell anything. I think we're fine," he mumbled. Considering how hard someone was trying to keep people out of the freezer, it wouldn't surprise Ward if there were dangerous zombies in there. But, his gut instinct was that there was something more valuable. He just didn't know what it was yet. Yet being the key word.