She's opening her mouth to say that if they could find a fire source, they could boil off the water, but that's impossible as she claps her hands over her ears, wincing as old memories come flooding back. Her brain is already telling her to find shelter in a station somewhere along the tube, but that doesn't seem to be an option here.

"Air raid!" she shouts, but a glance to the sky yields nothing. "It must be something! People don't set off alarms like that for no reason at all."