"You can't get it open?" He asked, brows raising because he'd seen the kind of strength Bucky had. Must be stuck like hell if the walking can-opener couldn't do his thing. Daryl tilted his head before shaking it. Clearly not looking to get an answer. It was more of a rhetorical thing.

He lifted a hand and waved it, "Don't really like the looks of this place myself. Feel like it could fall down on us at any time. And we ain't even inside it yet."