It was an unobtrusive lock and no barrier for someone like him, so Gaius crossed the remaining distance at a leisurely pace. “It's only to discourage any budding vandals,” Gaius remarked cavalierly, smirking a little over the origin of the word. “That's not us, of course.”
He reached out to the lock, tapping it with a finger as he pressed down the handle of the gate. Magic sparked, and with his preternatural hearing heard some delicate mechanics break. The handle pressed down and the gate swung open without a hitch. It didn't even creak. “Hm, well maintained.” He swung it up wider, stepping aside and sweeping a hand to invite Laura inside.