[ Jaune starts, almost losing his grip on the slip of paper. He catches it up into his palm to hold it more securely as he looks in the direction Laios' voice came from. He sounds so close, like Jaune should be able to reach out and give him a reassuring clap on the shoulder.

It'd be easier if he could do that. If Laios could see how fine with it he is, totally unworried. He'd feel better. But all Jaune has to rely on are words, and they've never been his strong suit. ]

It's okay. Really. There's always another way out eventually.

And if there's not - if you get out, you can get help, right? If you tell my friends Flynn and Ariane about me being stuck in here, they'll know what to do.

[ If they're not stuck in here too, but he can't think about that right now. ]

This way, one of us gets out for sure. Isn't that a good thing?