His words made her shiver, the tone of his voice icy. She understood, she would do whatever it took to keep them safe but the way he spoke made it... different. He sounded as if he spoke from experience. She noticed the sudden shift in his mood, and she could feel the cold edge in his voice, it caused her to step back. Not out of fear of him, of course, but he seemed like he would need some space, so she gave it to him. She looked over her gun, familiar with its mechanics as she saw him start down the trench. She followed behind him, stepping lightly as he walked ahead of her, ducking his head. She had caught him grimace at a point, but she handed it to the situation, and not of anything other that that.<br/><br/>She followed him closely through the trenches, stopping when the pair came to the exit ladder. She waited for him to check that the coast was clear, though she noticed he stopped midway and grabbed his leg. She would have to take another look at it. Though it would have to wait, for now they had more important matters to attend to. As he signaled for her that the coast was clear, she reached up and took the hand that he offered to her, climbing out and into the heat of the afternoon. The sun beat down on them mercilessly, and she found a thin layer of sweat form on her forehead without any physical exertion.<br/><br/>As she and Arc rounded a rather large rock, she crouched behind it with him as he laid out their plan. He hoped for minimal violence, and she hoped for none at all. She had just recently fought off three rather large mutant dogs, she would be glad to go without fighting again.<br/><br/>As they agreed on a sufficient plan, she turned and eyed the cover of a nearby hill that she was meant to sneak over to once he had them distracted. She would be both covered and in the direct sunlight from behind that hill, giving her the best cover available to be able to act in an emergency. She would have her aim locked onto them as Arc spoke, and would be ready to pull the trigger if she so needed. Her mind fought her, she didn't want to kill anyone, she never had. If she had to take someone's life, it would likely affect her for days to come, but she would do anything to protect Arc.<br/><br/>Before he set out to grab their attention as they grew closer, she reached out and gently grabbed his upper arm. She searched his expression for a moment before giving him a tight smile. "Be careful." And with those words he stepped out of the protection of the boulder, and into the sight of the strangers. As he caught their attention, she ducked behind the boulder and carefully made her way to the hill that overlooked the group. Once settled on top, she watched intently as Arc struck a conversation with the older man that drove the cart. As she looked around, she spotted five additional individuals, two of them being armed guards. They looked familiar.... no, she couldn't see them well enough to decide that. Her muscles tensed as Arc spoke, worried for him as he stood exposed for the two gunman that held a rather stiff stance. She only hoped this went well, she would rather return to the plane without a bloodbath.