"Well I don't know, it's better than just sitting here and waiting for something to happen!" He snaps, still searching their surroundings for inspiration. There's a moments silence before he speaks again, sounding calmer now. "Something tells me these aren't the kind of guards that would give a damn if we were to put on a big dramatic show and pretend we were dying."

He sighs, running a hand through his hair. "These doors don't have locks either, from what I can see, so nabbing a set of keys is out of the question... how the heck do they get us in and out of here anyway?"