Mmm, does tripping over my own feet count...? [There's some sound of movement after she kicks his foot, of him reluctantly dragging himself upright.] I'm fine. That sort of thing just happens sometimes...but this must be the way I came in, I guess.

[There's a brief pause, and the sound of rustling hair as he turns his head from side to side. Usually, he's not great with directions, but he really doesn't want to be stuck in here much longer, so it only takes him a few moments to remember enough about his route to work something out.]

I'm pretty sure I came from the right, so I think we should try left, maybe? If it's a hallway, we might at least be able to see more of it the next time the lights come on...