"It's round and has numbers on it. Should I turn it, then?" Sansa hasn't ever seen anything like this before in her life but she knows their time is running short. She decides to start turning the small dial back to the left, back to zero, and as she does the water sputters to a stop. She's still chilled enough that there's goosebumps all over her skin but at least the water's stopped and she'll have a chance to start drying out here shortly.

She shifts a bit atop Jared's shoulders, trying to keep her balance, and she knows that he's seeing and feeling parts of her that no man ought to see. He doesn't know who she truly is, at least, and that's a blessing but it's still damned uncomfortable. Perhaps now that the water's stopped, they can start trying to find an alternate exit to this room.

"Help me down and we can find a way out of here," Sansa says, voice firm but not unkind. The only way she can keep from losing her head is to pretend she has the situation well in hand even when she so clearly doesn't and so she must take charge of it.