A brow arched at his question. She hadn't overly been expecting a voice of concern about her well-being while they were stuck in the box. Naea had to admit it threw her off slightly. Though that might just be part of his master plan.
Whatever that might be.
"I'm... fine. Only get weird around very large groups of people in fear of being trampled, but other than that, unless I can't breathe, I'm okay in cramped places. Why do you ask? Are you okay? You aren't going to freak out on me and start climbing walls, are you?"
"Not likely. Do I seem it?" Zio immediately shook his head, dismissing any need to answer. "Though I was kind of thinking about all of those movies you see, the great escapes and such." He let his head tilt back and his eyes move upwards to indicate the ceiling above them. "I couldn't fit but you might be able to. Though I'd rather it didn't come to that." He smiled at her, chin dropping to look her in the face again. "I don't think it'd be safe and you already seem a little... banged up?" he continued delicately.