It's just our luck.

(It always seems to be their luck.

Cisco doing up all four locks in quick succession doesn't bother her at all; in fact, it makes her feel better soon. They are very safe in here, locked in tight and she can easily protect Cisco by sticking in such close quarters to him. Her panic ebbs enough to release the strangle hold it had on her emotions, and she visibly relaxes.)

Taako probably got all the chipper, glittery flowers, (she points out, rolling her eyes,) so when we finally got to go choose there...

(Her voice trails off as he presses a finger to his lips and she immediately glances over her shoulder, going completely still to try and listen. She can't hear anything, but Cisco seems to think something is in the room with them. He's checking in all the corners for... something. Lucretia gives her head a little shake and reaches out to him, catching his elbow, giving him a little tug.)

Cisco, there's nothing in here. It's just the flower. Can– uh, could you show me what you've been working on, lately?

(Maybe he just needs a distraction.)