Shit... [She comes back from the window, sloshing around with a shiver to grab her communicator too from the nightstand.]
We - shit, we should- get together anything we need and get out then? We'll check out these... safezones, maybe. But we should probably get flashlights or water bottles or something, right? [She's already looking for a shirt, since pants don't rank as high on her priorities when she's already got shorts. Pants'll just soak up the water before she can get them on.
She looks to Reid, a little scattered but.] Don't worry, I'll check in to the DF for us both.