Much as the wind cut into her to do it, Gina's fingers twitched open the buttons of her coat and one rapidly numbing hand slid inside, around to the butt of her gun in its holster at her lower back. She'd seen how fast and strong these 'changed' women moved, and she wasn't about to underestimate one again.<br/><br/>"Look - I'm well aware of your unfinished business with him. But he's coming with ME down to Precinct. Come along, or go back to the hospital where someone can look after you. But this isn't the time or place."