He looks at her, a sudden concern flashing across his face.

"Will they even know they can come out?" he asks, trying to imagine what they might be like after all this time. Highly traumatized, probably. They might feel completely trapped in there. They might have no idea what they can do. He reaches up, setting a knuckle against the glass and looking in Five's direction as if for permission.

"I'm going to knock first? So they know we're out here?"