And Carson goes up and grabs the scanner from the bed, tucking it away into his pocket. He's protective over that item, it being the one link back to Atlantis that he has.

He looks over at Connor and sighs. "She must've forced the lock. It wasn't exactly the Tower of bloody London."

He moves and sits back down. "It wasn't necessary work. What the bloody hell do people need the ability to activate Lantean technology for in this place?" Another sigh, and he puts his face in his hands. "If I had just left well enough alone, this wouldn't have bloody happened."