[ That pun was intended, and he knows it. She can't help but physically cringe at him as she observes the surrounding area. She'd been looking for a soft breeze or trying to pick up the scent of the area outdoors, but it's difficult when all she sees are tree roots and all she smells is waxy foliage. ]

I'd suggest splitting up to find it, but that didn't work out well with the other recently resurrected. Last thing either of us need is to lose more fingernails to this overgrown shrub.

[ She hasn't seen the others since they'd split up... Presumably, they got out or got trapped in a similar circumstance. She's hoping for the former, considering how young some of them were.

Her eyes fall back on the stranger, testing out a hunch she's been harboring for a while. She waves her hand in front of his face carefully to see if he responds. ]