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[tothefly]

"Bike's parked out back." More or less. A short hike, one they've both made before. She can see the hesitation in his face, uncertainty that's not exactly like it used to be, but enough so that she can't quite help the automatic response that still comes to mind. "I can give you a lift back to town. Or wherever." He could come with her. It's better, a time like this. They'd probably tripped some new security system that hadn't been in place the last time they were there. Hadn't known who was there. Next time, they'll be more prepared for their best weapons coming back to haunt them.

Stepping away and holstering her weapons, she checks the bodies quickly for any sort of personal belongings. Nothing. They're professional, at least.Finally, she stands again. "You coming or what? Maybe you'd rather stay with them?" A gesture towards the bodies on the floor as she looks at him, and the curiosity in her eyes is gone for the moment, replaced by practicality and the priority of living.

If he agrees, she'll lead the way out to her bike. There's only one helmet. She doesn't offer it to him, but then, he probably wouldn't accept it. It's about a twenty-minute ride back to town if you take the direct route, twice that if you cut cross country and confuse your trail enough to approach the city from the opposite side. They do the latter, of course, and at the very end of the ride she pulls up to a run-down apartment building, idling the bike at the corner. "This is me." For now, for the moment, for the hour. She's not sure yet. Things could change. "You want the bike? To get back to wherever you're staying." He has to have some place, right? Some plan. He always had a plan.