Five feels so small and powerless right now. He can't get them out of her. He even actually tries again, despite what Klaus says. He tries again because he just can't not. He can't accept that he's completely useless right now. But he doesn't even get as far as he did last time. He grips Klaus' shoulder but there's no visual sign that he's even trying this time. He just curses under his breath and releases his grip on Klaus' shoulder, instead angrily twisting his hand in Klaus' shirt.

He can't fucking do anything right now. Not without Klaus. And he hates it. He hates having to rely on someone else. But he needs his brother right now. Five can't even stand up on his own right now. Even with Klaus holding him up, he wants to just drop back to the floor. "...yeah." He's quiet, perhaps finally resigned to his fate, finally at least a little closer to being ready to accept the help he asked for. "Yeah okay."

Five glances at Klaus, and then down at the floor. "I couldn't figure out how to get you out of here and I'm sorry." Getting himself out of here was secondary. "I should have been able to but I couldn't."