[Gwen gets up. In the back of her head her education calls to her. Once she was a cop, once she was on the beat and she would have been grasping people by the neck and forcing them to safety. Not crawled into a ball on top of a roof. It's good that he's coming. It's really good that he's coming, she might be able to help some more. She doesn't have use for herself, maybe he does.]
Jeans and a yellow shirt! I have a jacket but it's keeping the rain out of my eyes at the moment. My shirt is rather bright, you should be able to see it.[Laughter, tinted with worry.]
Swim faster, it's rather seethrough now, I think you can see my entire bra.
[Be careful. Be careful. Keep going. Don't die while I have to hear it.]
If it helps I'll take off my trousers too, my pale legs will lead you from the other half of the prison!