"I'm assuming it's the area around us that's air tight - in the city sense - not this area in particular." She's always far too literal Victor, sorry about that. Either way she's already spotted the vent and is thankful for the fact they've got air circulating if they end up trapped in here for a little while. Which was seeming more and more likely as she considers the thin end of her jewelry of choice.

After a moment's thought she passes Victor his dog tags back, wanting nothing more than to just get away from those lest it suck her back to that place. Highly unlikely, but having any identification on her was also not something she was about at the moment, considering she didn't know how they ended up here. This could be a fancily dressed penal colony for all they knew just yet.

"It's not, and I doubt Vincent would be pleased to get this back mangled." With that decided she puts it back in her shirt, hidden away again as she debates her next move.

Even so - "I threw those dog tags away the second I had a chance to."