She knew what calm looked like, and whatever that expression on his face was, wasn't calm. Like her, he seemed to be the type to become more pissed off when told to calm down, so she left it alone.

No matter how many time she whipped her head around to look behind her, expecting to catch eyes observing them, there was nothing. While fucking with Logan could easily be a fun hobby to pick up again, she wasn't really in the mood to do anything besides get the hell out of there. Maybe another time.

His suggestion that she take the lead is unappreciated, but she did as he suggested, reaching for one of the guns in her thigh holster. "Can't be too careful." She was sure this Logan wasn't the father of the Daken she was familiar with. He would have been able to smell the fear on her easily and give her shit for it. For now she could play the part of strong fearless woman, but fear could be a good thing. It was part of how she'd managed to survive this long. Didn't mean she had to disclose that weakness to her temporary companion.

"Should we try to find out who's in this building, or find a way outside?" There was definitely someone there, even if they couldn't see them. Either way, she began to move down the hallway, constantly checking behind her for Logan to make sure he didn't ditch her.