Normally he would say he was fine, thank ye, but the fact that the ceiling and walls were closing in on them was making that part of things just a touch less true than usual.

He quickly found himself on his hands and knees as well, doing his best to try and ignore the way the TARDIS sounded as though it was going to collapse on him at any moment. The dust wasn't quite as easy to ignore, as a rather large-sized puff of it came out of the wall right at head level - or, well, more accurately, right where Jamie's head was at the moment.

Coughing from the dust, his eyes watering, he groped about on the floor for something - anything - that might help them find a way out. His hand bumped up against a rounded shape just barely sticking up from the floor, something small enough that he might have overlooked. He still couldn't quite tell what it was, but it had to be better than nothing, and he called over to the Time Lord to get his attention.

"Doctor! I think I found something."