The controls for the door hadn’t been responding, so he was attempting to plug in to the ancient system to force an override. He had ignored her smirk and the amused suggestion that maybe the Force could open it, seeing as the temple ruins had been built by Sith eons ago. It was one of many scattered about the Pelath-Ri Marches on Voss, and the third they’d crawled through today in search of the artifact Sana Rae had seen in a vision. At the second they had nearly been decapitated by a trap triggered by Force telekinesis. While Theron could have been accused of being a thrillseeker, he still preferred his head where it was thank you very much.