The doors finally opened -- and Mantis cannot get to them before they close again. (But there's a man standing there, looking at them with the same consternation that Mantis had when she had been shut in this place and she is not quite desperate enough to dart past him and leave him to his fate, had those doors stayed open a few seconds longer.)

She wrings her hands together and sigh. (It's frustrated and put-upon but not to the point of actually upset or panicked. Yet.)

"I haven't been able to get out," she says, "so I doubt very much that I can let you out."