They're going to sweep the cabin when they get back anyway, so Jess doesn't lag behind to bother with the lock. If someone wanted to attack them today, they would have done it already. If they're going to be late, how serious a threat could they be?

Falling into step beside Frank, her eyes are glued to Rocky while his pace and path are in flux from excitement. Wherever his nose takes him, he goes, zigzagging from leaf to stick to a different stick in front of them. She expects to lose him to a random point of interest but his investigation always ceases one step before he falls behind.

She checks up ahead before teasing, "Maybe you'll make a fishing buddy."