[@Arista]
"right, watever." he said, mostly to the door whose handle he was trying to break off most ineffectively. After several unhelpful minuets he turned his back to the door. He scanned the empty room before coming to the conclusion that the girl and he were the only ones in the room. He slid down to the floor, mirroring her action. He glared at her for a moment, leaving the room silent.

"Have you tried to get out, or..." He hissed, barely audible as though he felt someone might be listening, leaving the though hang mid air. He thought for once o how he aught to word his phrase. 
 "or were you going to help them?" he jeered, deciding to find out in the most direct way.

His stare didn't leave her for a second. It threatened, at times, to search the room again, to look for something else, but he knew there was nothing aside from her to pose any sort of threat and therefore no reason to shift his gaze.