I will be. It's all right, we're meant to get out of these, I think.

[ After all, why would they be staying there-- why are they there, anyway?

He doesn't waste time on asking that of Yuki, not right now, instead using his sheathed fist to hit the glass where the crack is, one time harder so that the cracks make sure it's weakened, and then less forcefully, to make sure he doesn't spray Yuki with shards of it.

Then he squeezes in and kicks the remaining pieces out, so that Yuki can step out after him as safely as possible. ]

Hold out your hand, I'll hold it. What were they thinking, keeping you here without your glasses.

[ Touya is efficient.

But he does grumble. ]