#jake:lawrence

Jake's eyes narrowed beneath the mask that he still hadn't bothered to take off. He didn't know Lawrence, but, he'd learnt to trust his gut, and something about this man put him on edge. He stepped a little closer, voice low but steady. "Numbers, tea leaves, doesn't matter. What does it have to do with getting us out of here? You're not the only one who can see patterns. If you've got something useful, now would be the time to share it." He looked over at the main doors, desperately trying to calculate a way out.