[Kyna's impressed that he manages to get them out, and she staggers a bit as she pulls herself upright, joints aching from sitting in that awkward position so long. The sight of the room stops her short, and she freezes for a moment, oddly overwhelmed. Hearing the destruction and seeing it are two very different things.
Ian's voice gets her to snap out of it, and she scrambles over the desk after him. This is fine. She's been in worse situations. They're going to get out of here and she's just going to give him shit about that pee comment forever. But.
The door is, predictably, blocked by what looks like a combination of drywall and twisted rubble. Kyna hesitates before approaching, glancing back up at Ian.]
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Ian's voice gets her to snap out of it, and she scrambles over the desk after him. This is fine. She's been in worse situations. They're going to get out of here and she's just going to give him shit about that pee comment forever. But.
The door is, predictably, blocked by what looks like a combination of drywall and twisted rubble. Kyna hesitates before approaching, glancing back up at Ian.]
Alright, engineer boy, tell me how fucked we are.