The women didn't appreciate the attitude. None the less he could be right about the air thing, she really didn't know, and anyways his plan wasn't the absolute worst. She scowled back at him anyway, easily expressing her displeasure through her facial features. Then without wasting anymore precious time she strode over and use him as a step stool to reach the vent. It's panel was hinged in place though easily removed due to years of rust. It took quite a bit of effort for her to heave herself up, she hadn't really had to strain herself since college when she had had a gym membership and used it. Inside the vent was unpleasant in a different sense than the room. It was warm at least but it was cramped and made odd noises, threatening often to give out from below.

Gathering her breath and wit she turned around and held her arm out so that whatever his name was could get up to. She could only offer one, she'd need the other to hold herself up.