He'll scoot around and try to find an optimal space... the hallway seems riskier but there's just not enough space in the closet, and he agrees that being on a different floor would be better. York glances at Shelley... maybe since she's got the collar she should phase into the closet, and he'll drop down into the hall and open the door for her.

"Hope you're not claustrophobic. Give me your hand?"