(Let's face it; he probably would).

Boromir enters the building quietly and determined, one hand casually rested on the hilt of his sword, his eyes darting between dark corners and the creatures they're intruding upon. Nothing more obviously out of the ordinary so far, although that doesn't exactly put him at ease.

He observes the interaction between Integra and the ant, slightly bemused. Tentatively, he begins to make his way around the room, although there doesn't appear to be much else other than a few forgotten smatterings of junk.