The look Stan gives him when the stairway opens, the pride in his tone as he speaks and grins like he hasn't in God knows how long - well, suffice to say, it makes that tight knot of anxiety in Ford's chest loosen enough that he can finally breathe easy again. He finds himself having to bite down on the inside corner of his mouth to keep from smiling himself, though a crooked little grin still manages to sneak through anyhow.

"Among other things."

He nods towards the stairwell, his mood considerably brighter now than it had been during their entire trek through the woods.

"Come on, there's more inside. And watch your step, it's a long way down."

He takes the lead, gesturing for Stan to follow by touching his arm lightly as he passes him by on his way to the stairwell.