Devin looked the window over. It was small, and it had been a while since he had tried, but he thought he could make it through. "I probally could lass, but i don't think it opens, which leaves us with one option." He walked over to his jacket, wrapping it around his hand. "Stand back, don't want you getting cut now." With a single punch, he busted the window out, using his jacket to wipe away the glass shards from the ground. He turned to Hark. "Come on lad, we're getting outta here."<br/><br/>He pulled himself up through the window. It was a tight fit, and several times small glass fragments ripped into his skin, but he managed to squeeze through with the help of this lady. As he reached down to give Hark a hand, he turned to her. "Thank's for the help lass, but if you don't mind my asking, just who are you anyway?"