[They could create a club. A "hate getting stuck in these sort of situations" club. Allura pokes at one of the poor bushes that wound up stuck in there with them and sighs.

Whoever thought they required an elevator truly did not mean this, she hopes. At the very least, the former general of her ex boyfriend does not seem interested in causing anything but their mutual escape. That gives her a hint as to what she might recall last.]

Indeed. Hopefully it won't be long. It decided to spit out the odd yellow creature it swallowed with me shortly before you arrived.

[RIP, smiley face emojee.]