[ She can't hear a word he's saying but she can read his lips. Reaching for the handle on her side, Rogue gives it a tug, and when it doesn't budge, a second, harder one.
Nothing.
Shaking her head, she quickly adds: ] It won't open. [ Even though she doesn't expect him to be able to hear her either. Then points at the glass, shaking her head. ] It won't break either. [ But that doesn't mean she's not going to try to shatter it. If her fists didn't work, maybe if she can find something to throw at it, that will.
Rogue holds up a gloved finger -- wait a second -- so that, hopefully, when she turns and wades back into the water, he doesn't think she's bailing and leaving him there. She ends up with a broken piece of one of the emergency signs, a shard that's rough around the edges but that she can throw her weight behind to try to get through the window. Trudging back, water splashing everywhere, she holds it up. ]
Stand back. [ It won't work, will just bounce uselessly off the window, but she's going to swing with as much force as she can muster. ]
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Nothing.
Shaking her head, she quickly adds: ] It won't open. [ Even though she doesn't expect him to be able to hear her either. Then points at the glass, shaking her head. ] It won't break either. [ But that doesn't mean she's not going to try to shatter it. If her fists didn't work, maybe if she can find something to throw at it, that will.
Rogue holds up a gloved finger -- wait a second -- so that, hopefully, when she turns and wades back into the water, he doesn't think she's bailing and leaving him there. She ends up with a broken piece of one of the emergency signs, a shard that's rough around the edges but that she can throw her weight behind to try to get through the window. Trudging back, water splashing everywhere, she holds it up. ]
Stand back. [ It won't work, will just bounce uselessly off the window, but she's going to swing with as much force as she can muster. ]