He frowned. "Sounds like I am not the only person interested in her. Or she is out as bait, and the other is keeping watch to see what she pulls in."<br/><br/>He felt the frown deepen, before shaking his head. "Either way, we can't do anything. Best to simply head back. Don't need to find out what double dosing the black syringe does."<br/><br/>It wasn't a good answer, it wasn't as satisfying as beating her down and then dragging her back, but he was simply not set up for a fight. And jumping into one anyway would just get Elizabeth hurt. He started the car, heading back to base, not even bothering to consider him getting hurt if they had fought. He seemed to think of getting hurt as a guarantee of any fight for him, while others was because he failed at some point.