[With no visible exit, he follows her over, looking outside. Looks like rain... then the readjustment of the suddenness of the thought, like a ball bearing flicked into a pinball machine... not supposed to be there, but slotting in a little too well, going around and disappearing and... did the number change? He feels off-kilter, slowly sitting down on the other end of the window seat and drawing up one of his knees to lean his arms on.]
You can't... smash the window?
[Helena's strong, stronger than him at least and also a strong swimmer... she could probably do it. Maybe she's tried already. But... that's thinking about it the wrong way, right? Something is definitely going on beyond that... that code... he didn't get a chance to read it.]
Ahaha... that'd be too easy, wouldn't it... It'd just fix itself.
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You can't... smash the window?
[Helena's strong, stronger than him at least and also a strong swimmer... she could probably do it. Maybe she's tried already. But... that's thinking about it the wrong way, right? Something is definitely going on beyond that... that code... he didn't get a chance to read it.]
Ahaha... that'd be too easy, wouldn't it... It'd just fix itself.
[Like the door.]