X sat down, back against the door with his fingers laced together, head resting against the surface before a hand reached up, playing with one of his braids. "Not that I know of." X answered vaguely, staring up at the ceiling. They wouldn't put a lock on the outside or else someone might get the nerve to let him out. He hoped soon he would get out though. He disliked being locked up in one place for too long.
His thin, pale legs were sprawled out in front of him and he pointed his toes together almost boredly, waiting for Little Thing-san to decide what he was going to do.
"If you can't get in, you can leave, ne~ I woulddn't want to waste your time." Besides, there was really no way in. Gaze moved upwards to the corner ceiling of the room where he guessed would be -- or was -- a camera. It was kind of annoying, he disliked being watched.