Snippet #1875943

Abegail watched Walter carefully. He stepped backwards and Abegail stepped forward, moving with him. She moved closer to him. She put both of her bags in one hand and reached for his. She held his hand, giving the pretense of a reunited couple but doing so meant they could not be seperated. Abegail stayed on the opposite side of Walter from the gun, giving him full movement with it. Her hand gripped his.

She had no idea who it was that they were avoiding but it didn't matter. If Walter felt there was a threat and she was here to help him then she would simply stick close.

Abegail was grateful yet again that she prefered sensible flats to the heeled shoes of many of her gender. If they were going to have to run at least she wouldn't have to worry about slowing them down or twisting something.

"Do we have a plan?" Her voice was calm as she kept her sweet smile, not wishing to bring attention to them. Her eyes turned towards the door calculating how much further they had to go and how many people were in their way should they have to make a run for it. The airport was considerably less crowded than the train station had been the last time the pair ran away from a pursuing entity, however they had more distance to cover.

"Walter, there is not much in the way of crowd but there is a good deal of time for us to be caught before we get to the door." Abegail spotted a garbage can. "I will knock the garbage into the way when we get past it and worse case I will toss my suitcase at them."