For being a dream, there was something definitely real-life threatening about that giant judge and the way he was waving around that gavel. He thought distantly that maybe he should confront Wright about his disbarment one of these days, especially if he was so hung-up about it that he was having nightmares, but let's get real he had other things on his mind. Like the room shaking, that was a pretty big one.

He turned to try the door again because a lot of his rational thought had been thrown out the window when the tremors became worse. When it still wouldn't open (DUH), he braced himself against the door and whispered to Phoenix.

"W-what are we supposed to do, run around like trapped rats!?" All right, maybe less 'whisper' and more 'terrified hiss.'