"Me neither." But there don't seem to be a lot of options. Back the way they've come, there's just the lift, if it's still there.
He nods ahead to the continuation of the passage they're in beyond the junction. "Run for it and hope they're not close enough to see us?"
He's unusually indecisive, but perhaps that's just the dream. Or perhaps it's the fact that it's Daleks, clouding his judgement with (mostly) unreasonable fear.