[Accelerator frowns a little, refraining from putting in the effort to come up with some smarmy remark about the necessity of math. That would take far more energy than he has right now, and it would be better spent distracting himself with ideas for an alternate route.

Not that... he's coming up with any, but he's following the lead of the other two and considering their situation. It's a marked improvement over spiraling thoughts about the Sisters and how insane it is that he's uncomfortable with a simple hug. As he does he's noticing how wrecked the turtles sound and taking several seconds to make sure he's composed enough that his voice sounds measured. It isn't easy, but he's managing it somewhat.]

There has to be another route. There's no way they'd have employees going through there on a daily basis. They've have to turn the room off every time.

[It would likely be too much of a hassle to do so whenever someone needed to walk through. Or if there was an emergency and there wasn't time to?]