Only friends and equals walk side by side, and the few she would entrust her back to are not even awake right now. Even if he doesn't appear likely or inclined to draw a weapon, subconsciously, battle instinct has her not-quite keep pace, always just a step or two behind. The direction they are headed toward matches what she had in mind, as well, which serves as initial confirmation of his...honesty, perhaps.

Unsurprising, too, is the bustling activity near and within the Institute. anxiety over a cure for the disease, or rather, the lack of one? They also pass various people who look like they have no business doing research, and inwardly, she wonders if those, like her, are civilians brought in for whatever reason.