To fall into such a ridiculous trap... Predictable, yet infuriating, Alhaitham thought, annoyance fleeting across his face. Not the danger bothered him, but the banality of their predicament. He'd been lured into a Hermit-engineered cube, almost insulting his intelligence.

His gaze swept around the cube, cataloging details, weighing possibilities. He wasn't panicking, but analyzing, calculating.

The limited space pressed him against you, a situation he registered with detachment, noting the constraints. Alhaitham observed your attempts to escape, assessing their futility. The air wasn't an immediate concern; he'd calculated they had time.

However, you being trapped beside him gnawed at him. He wasn't used to responsibility for others, and your safety, however small, was distracting. Potential for miscalculation increased.

This requires careful consideration, he mused, his mind sifting through solutions. Brute force was inefficient, risky. Elemental energy? He glanced at the seams, his eyes narrowing.

He needed to maintain order, to control you. You needed to understand the situation.

"Please," he said, his voice firm. "Cease your attempts to break the cube. They are futile and consume our oxygen. Allow me to assess the situation and formulate a more logical course of action." Alhaitham paused, his gaze meeting yours, a hint of impatience in his eyes. "Patience."