He glances the way she nods.

"Just a courtyard, I'm afraid. Walls that resist any attempts to be climbed, and some rather decrepid children's playground equipment. There's no door leading out of the hotel proper, nor any way to retrace the steps you took to get here, as best anyone can tell. As for the identity of our captors, you're quite right. Theories abound but nothing that can be proven."

Or that would help, especially, even if they were true.