"Maybe you should fucking look harder," she sneers, as if she hasn't been avoiding him since the mission to Disney. As if she hasn't been avoiding everyone she knows whenever they're on the rig.

She doesn't comment on if she'll stick around because well, she couldn't make any promises even if she wanted to. She just turns her attention to another wave of attacking goons and does her best to capitalise on the assistance Delta's willing to give her so long as she stays in York's vague vicinity.

God, this assignment sucks.