[ Anakin blinks at Calla, perplexed with his reasoning. What kind of planet did he come from where captors just...gave you a solution for escape? ]

Uhhh-- [ He falters, knowing the first thing out of his mouth would be sarcastic and chooses a different tactic. ] I don't know if you noticed, but those things down there aren't exactly a solution. Unless your solution is death, in which case.. yeah.