"I'll.. play." [i]Orion would mutter, in response, as a slow nod would make his decision permanent. He would first begin to study the walls and the fact that the descending temperatures were still dropping. On one hand, the walls were releasing the liquid, yet cracking only a little. And on another hand, the room was slowly getting colder and colder. It would freeze the liquid, perhaps, and Orion himself. So, now he needed an exit.[/i]