She can't mimic suprise without an appropriate motivator, except through voice.  Her intention isn't self preservation, so her voice and facial expression don't match perfectly.  A bug in the code, perhaps.  "Really, now, did I say anything about him running from someone?"  she's heading for the door with smooth, rapid strides from her incredibly long legs... that movement doesn't betray urgency, but the pace does.  Or perhaps excitement..?  Is it because she wants to help Neil, or is it an enjoyment of the task at hand?<br/><br/>She laughs then, the expression returing to her face like a ghost possession.  "but... it is Neil, after all..."  she spins suddenly, legs still carrying her backwards at the exact pace she was keeping... all due to a smooth transition of physics and motion.  "Can I drive?"<br/><br/>Without hesitation after the sentence, she curls her fingers beckoningly to one of Vivian's bodyguards.  "Your backup piece, please."  He reaches for his Glock 66K semi-auto, but before he can even touch the black plastic grip, she's palmed the pistol from his shoulder sling, cheked the chamber and reset the clip... and activated one of the blast doors to the outside.  "You need to clean this," she says flatly and turns to the telescoping steel portal, stepping effortlessly through without ducking as the thick steel plates part like a yawning beast.<br/><br/>She tucks the pistol into her waistband and sends back an IM to Neil.<br/><br/>ENROUTE...SYIAM...XOXO<br/><br/>