<span style="color: #FF0000">Rezekiel turned around to look at the door as the lights in the room changed from green to red. He strode over to the door that Elazia had just been fidgeting with and tried it himself. Locked, about as tightly as he had ever seen anything locked. Cursing under his breath, he harnessed a swath of biotic energy around his fist before ramming it as hard as he could against the locks in the door. <br/><br/>"Ow!" he screamed out loud, waving his hand around as if it had been burned. "What are these locks made of? They're harder than blocks of palladium..." he said, licking his hand a bit as if that would make it feel better.<br/><br/>He turned towards the quarian. "You can't figure out a way for us to get out of here, could you?" he asked. "Maybe find out who's playing around with us?"<br/><br/>Rezekiel was more intrigued than worried. It was never a safe situation, being locked inside a room, but he had the nagging feeling that whoever had sent them here wasn't trying to hurt them. </span>