Newt turns to glare at Coop, ready to snap right back, but he holds his hands out in front of him instead, almost in mock surrender. "Okay, dude, we're both being super bitchy right now and need to find some chill," he says, eyes still wild and wide behind his glasses. "You know I'm not exactly the best voice of reason for like, anything at all, but if we don't calm the hell down, we might just end up plummeting to our deaths anyway because we'll be trying to beat the shit out of each other."

They're actually not that far up, but Coop's right. It still wouldn't be fun, going for the kind of ride down the elevator shouldn't be giving them.

"Let's just, y'know..." He trails off, dropping his hands back down to his sides and slumping with a petulant huff against the wall of the elevator. "I don't know, just fucking wait for someone to notice, I guess."