Looking at the pair it was clear to him, well, at least somewhat that they hadn't meant to just be standing there. With how things were looking, if he hadn't been in here for as long as he head, it might have been a little different. Then again, people reacted differently to situations. Thankfully he was a very quick thinker, it was something he had been told while he was in this hell hole. That he adapted very well to new situations and managed to acted within a few seconds of them happening, a very useful trait indeed. With things as they were, 003 knew they wouldn't get a better shot at getting the hell out of here. If they were caught? Well, it was all over. They'd most likely double the security around here along with guards in here twenty four seven. Ugh. Not a pleasing thought, not at all. Returning his attention to the situation at hand, Shin (or so he was named) arched an eyebrow curiously at what the male had said. It took him a moment to work out just what the boy (or so he appeared to be) was saying, only then realizing he was speaking backwards. Interesting, maybe the experiments had affected him in such a way? Poor thing. "What are both your numbers, can't help if I don't know who I'm speaking to now can I?" 003 asked seriously, he needed to know after all.

Glancing at the young girl as she tried to follow, his grin faded for a moment. For some reason unknown to him, he didn't like seeing her suffer to get around like that. Shaking his head back quickly, he might as well be the gentlemen here right? "Hey, here." He said, although slowly. He took a hold of the girl's left hand with his right, leading her out of the small room and into the space outside of a hell hole similar to his own. Nodding towards the male to show he understood, as he then headed off down towards other unopened cell rooms, the tall male spoke up once again. "I think our friend over there is going to free others who are still trapped inside their cells, although him speaking backwards is quite the talent or curse either way." 003 said aloud, both to show he understood and to inform the girl who he was still in his grasp as to what was happening that perhaps she couldn't fully hear. Or maybe she could. People did say that when you loose one sense all others are heightened. Hm. Suddenly his thoughts were cut into by a voice over the intercom. Huh, so it was as he had thought. Well at least they had a plan now.

[b]"My fellow survivors, we did it, but were not clear yet, were free from the cells but now we need to get the hell out of this hole, lets all work together on that end, come to the lower cell numbers, 010 and 002 are here with me at 002's former cell, were teaming up before the guards get here."[/b]

Knowing he'd be able to keep up with that boy and lead him the right way if he needed to, he would simply call to him when or if he needed confirm if the boy in question would be heading down there. For the moment however, he peered behind his shoulder at the girl before then speaking towards her. "You alright to follow on your own or do ya want me to lead you?" He asked in an almost kind tone, yet his slitted eyes and sly smile still remained. Not that she could see that of course, it was almost better in a way for that one fact. He doubted she would be all that trusting if she saw his face.