[ It's okay. He's right to be suspicious, and Eve herself certainly doesn't plan on letting her guard down either. Nevertheless, there's nothing to be gained from backstabbing so soon, so she thinks they're fine in that regard. At least, for the moment.

She holds up both her hands, calloused and bruised. Her shoulders shrug lightly. ]

I didn't get as far as you did. [ CLEARLY......so far... again, slight sarcasm, but it dissolves into a thoughtfulness as she continues: ] But if you came from your cell in that direction, then... we might have more luck with mine.

[ She tips her head, indicating the opposite side of the room from Akira, where another hole hid in the corner—the tunnel she'd started, going the other way. ]