[ It is less about the distraction and more about the mild desperation. Not true desperation because she's confident, now, in her ability to get them out of there, but she could taste his blood on his lips and she'd been able to feel him for quite a while and she just wanted him safe, that was all. She needed him safe, now. Sooner if possible. This had already been far too long to go with him in danger and she was terribly done with it.
She glances at him when he comes over, waits until he's covering her back before she slips the door open and moves out, covering the angles with her gun as well as possible. She trusts him to keep an eye on her six.
And okay, a parking lot is pretty doable. She's got lots of experience with wiring cars, that won't take her long at all. She just needs to find one whose alarm won't go off, because she doesn't want to alert anyone else to their escape unless necessary. But that won't take long at all, and hey, that one looks like a good choice. She gestures at it, moves forward and sweeps the hiding places that she passes. No chances being taken right now. ]
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She glances at him when he comes over, waits until he's covering her back before she slips the door open and moves out, covering the angles with her gun as well as possible. She trusts him to keep an eye on her six.
And okay, a parking lot is pretty doable. She's got lots of experience with wiring cars, that won't take her long at all. She just needs to find one whose alarm won't go off, because she doesn't want to alert anyone else to their escape unless necessary. But that won't take long at all, and hey, that one looks like a good choice. She gestures at it, moves forward and sweeps the hiding places that she passes. No chances being taken right now. ]