[ No, he isn't going to drag her again. This time, she grabs a hold of him, taking care that she doesn't grip too hard. He seems to genuinely want to help her, but there's no telling if he's going to try and ditch her later. ] Let's go.
[ Stealing a car probably isn't the worst thing she's done today. She's pretty sure that agent back there is dead. (She's trying not to think about it.)
She steps up to the driver's side and punches through the window. Broken shards scrape her skin, stick in the wounds, but her adrenaline is pumping hard enough that she doesn't feel it. Blood wells up and starts to drip off her. ] You know how to hotwire it?
Two minutes? [ The gunfire is troubling. She's strong, not bulletproof. Sure, it's highly likely she won't feel it in that moment, but the adrenaline high is going to end and she is going to crash and it is going to hurt.
But it's this or the unknown of whatever those agents would do with her. ] I can do two minutes.
[ The gunshots get louder, and she moves towards the noise. ]
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He's not stupid. He follows her only occasionally giving instruction until they end up near a car outside. He points.]
...Steal the car?
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She steps up to the driver's side and punches through the window. Broken shards scrape her skin, stick in the wounds, but her adrenaline is pumping hard enough that she doesn't feel it. Blood wells up and starts to drip off her. ] You know how to hotwire it?
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Think you can buy me two minutes?
[There's the sound of gunfire from the building]
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But it's this or the unknown of whatever those agents would do with her. ] I can do two minutes.
[ The gunshots get louder, and she moves towards the noise. ]