Ran's eyes dart to Shinichi as soon as she finishes off her end -- only to breathe relief as she catches the great hound vanishing back into empty space. With a breath, she returns back to them both, eyes flicking back next to Christina. The woman definitely looks drawn, fearful. Certainly nothing like the woman leveling a gun towards two girls on the ground.

She doesn't ask if Christina is okay -- only because it's obvious that she isn't.

"Maybe . . . we should move?" The words are to Shinichi. "If there are more . . ."