Roland keeps rooting through the closet, noting but not reacting to her tone. "I know the feeling well."

Something orange catches his eye and he pulls it out of the closet - it's been quite a while since he's seen one of these, but he knows that the metal on that one end and the rubber on the outside says this was once meant to carry electricity. None of that here now, but well, why not? It'll make an adequate rope, if not a fantastic one. He recoils it, winding it through one of his belt loops, and turns to face her. "Any more that can be used from this place? Or do you mean to go looking for her right away?"