Slowed when prompted, Sina immediately turns back to clasp Myr's hand, seeming to realize that she's being rash. "I can make us a way out, if it should come to that," she says in a low voice, "it will not be instant, but if we can stay quiet long enough, it will work." And have the happy bonus of possibly ruining the day of any pursuers, though she prays it won't come to that.
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