She...lowers the lamp. Putting it down still feels a little too open to attack, but Bruce doesn't look ready to jump at her just this moment.

"I'm Pam. Where are we? Why are we in pictures together?"

Pam picks up the coffee mug and carries it to the fridge. She looks at her full hands and sighs, setting the lamp down on the kitchen counter.

"I haven't ruled you out as a kidnapper just yet...so don't try anything."