"Would you prefer to bite your way out? I'm trying!" Amy said through her teeth. Another strap undone. Was he going to critique her on breaking him out next? And she thought getting her driver's license was nerve wracking.

Seeing the way he looked around an empty room as if it was the most fascinating thing ever, Amy had to set her foot down. She cut into his field of vision, obscuring the glowing coals in the fog, in that brief instant, her eyes glowing in their place. She blinked and it was gone. A trick of light. "They gave you some sort of drug; there's no one in here. I know you don't have a plan immediately, you're making it up on the fly half the time, but you always have something. Now would be a good time!"