"Probably not needed for this." Trunks commented, not surprised that the other might be able to do that. Despite a lack of anything they might be able to use to set fire to it. "It also probably wouldn't work, as we don't have supplies." A pause. "Or any way to easily use what we DO have for it, either."

If he had something he could use as tools, Trunks would try dealing with the hand-scanner. That unfortunately, looked like it wouldn't be an option--so brute force it would be. The sliding doors resembled the kind that were in front of elevators. Joined in the middle, and opening and sliding off to either side. A hint of a smirk, as he could work with that.

Once more stepping closer, knocking against the metal a bit to gauge how thick the panels were, and then that smirk came fully. "You're going to want to step back for this." Warning his fellow captive, as Trunks took a step back to give himself some room.

Focusing, and a quick step forward before striking out hard at that center seam of the doors with a solid kick. The impact was loud, and a good-sized dent split the seam with each half bearing part of the dent. With enough space to wedge a hand in between them.