She’s buoyant with the feeling of a task well-done, a nimble bit of spycraft actually accomplished, so the ambling walk away is less nerve-wracking than the initial approach. They can breathe now. The main part of the job’s done, and all they need to do now is make sure they’re not being followed, wend their way back to the Riftwatch safehouse—

and then have him actually read the note for her, probably.