Hesitation, not good... not good... oh shit, oh shit!  She was already close to the bridge, and didn't mind being in only her equipment and covered in cum; wouldn't be the first time.  But she made damn sure to have her weapons and equipment; if shit hit the fan she wanted to be prepared.  Without another word, and only a damp rag as she tried to wipe off some of the cum while walking onto and across the bridge.<br/><br/>She'd get off a fair amount of the cum itself, but not so much the smell of sex.  She'd need a shower later, but emergency first!