[This time, she slaps her hand over his mouth without even looking at him. In fact, she is so fed up with Rhys' antics that she is almost visibly bristling, and her tone (while still quiet), gets serious.]

Let me ask you something. Are you attached to living? Because if the answer is yes, I suggest you hold all questions and move your shiny privileged be-hind when and where I tell you to move it.

[Her voice dips to a hiss and she turns just enough to look at him sternly before pushing him out to the left the second the opening she was waiting for comes.

But she doesn't leave him to his own devices. She just waits to make sure she didn't make a timing error before slinking after him as quickly as she's able, hurrying him to their next cover area just a few paces away from their actual destination.]