Karkat growls, in turn, a little, when Jon grabs his wrist; he yanks it away, feeling stupid. He doesn't have time to dwell on it, though, because the next thing Nessa's melted back to being human.

"Where does it open," he starts to ask, but it's clear Nessa's not going to have the answer. He steps back to look over the cage until he can see where the door seems to be, and he hooks his sickles around the bar at the edge, grits his teeth, and hauls.