"It doesn't bode well with me," Alex frowns. None of this bodes well with her, although she finds herself begrudgingly grateful for the company. As much as she likes to believe she's better off solo, she's always been more capable of working through crises with someone at her side.

"Do you think there's a window? Maybe we can figure out where we are from that?" It doesn't make sense that there wouldn't be a window in a hotel (it's not a prison, after all), but none of this makes much sense at all. If she tries to look for logic when she's just seen magic, she'll go more insane than she already has. "Not that I'm in any great rush to get back to where I was..."