I frankly didn't realize you were stuck. Did you really think you couldn't leave?

[Maybe he'd been so desperate to get away from his that he figured it out sooner. At least the Detective's ended with something that wasn't completely horrible, no matter how terrifying it might have been for her.

He's sitting near her, though not quite touching, knees bent toward his chest, arms loosely folded against them.]

I didn't think I would be quite so integral to the worst day of your life.