"Then we should expect to meet our enemies before we meet our friends."

Err on the side of caution. A sentiment she's sure her companion shares, and with good reason. "Whatever's been following us doesn't need to see us anyway."

Proven by trial and error in dodging her own increasingly persistent shadows— and something else. Something more organic and distorted she hasn't quite been able to pin down just yet. Hopefully it stays that way: a series of near misses, monsters dispersed with a fired round or two and nothing more.

Still, as they draw closer to their destination, it's quiet.