Amy had known her long enough to recognize that look. She snorted and shook her head. "Find a stick or a rock if you want to poke. I couldn't feel anything when I had my hand up. I mean, I sorta could, but it seemed muffled. Like there was a cushion between us." That made about as much sense out loud as it had in her head.

"Maybe we should start out by marking the rock where the window is. Then we can tell if it gets any bigger."