[It takes him a moment to put the pieces together, her cracked leg and her words, and when it finally hits him, his eyes grow wide.]

You mean you kicked them?

[That's... one method to go about it, at least, and probably one he would have gone with if his own legs weren't already so delicate. But how hard did she kick to get THAT to happen...?

But no, enough musing-- they were running on short time as it is.]

... Clearly there's some force at work here keeping us from breaking out. We might have to look around and see if there's any exit hidden around here...

[He glances up to her, his expression serious.]

How's your leg feel? Can you walk on it?