[ Clementine takes the hatchet quickly, handing her knife over for Asriel to hold onto for now in the process, and stands up onto the step Kanaya has created for her. Luckily she's a short, skinny nine year old, so she shouldn't be too heavy. She reaches up to cling onto the bars of the roof of their cage, and then begins hacking at the wood with the hatchet. It's not exactly fast work, admittedly. She's become stronger and more enduring than most nine year olds, but she is still a child.

She glances down at the two of them briefly as she hacks at the wood, beginning to feel one of the bars break slowly. ]

I don't know. I... think we're still on the island I was on before though. I've been here a few months now, and I don't know how I got here back then - but I've never seen any of this before. [ She indicates the cage, boiling water below and the strange monkeys. ] I was sleeping in a cottage before... that's the last thing I remember.