Freya looked at Matt and nodded. Seven minutes should be enough time for her to get to the bus station. Starting to walk, followed by the scientist, Freya made sure to look as normal as possible, as if nothing strange was going on. Blending in with the crowd Freya noticed the wallet of the man in front of her, and realised she had left her own wallet at home. Still, she would have to pay the bus somehow... reaching for the man's wallet, Freya carefully took it out of the pocket, took just the amount of money she needed and put the wallet back again.

"Hey, you can't just take someone else's money and-" the scientist started, but didn't finish her sentence. Curious as to why she didn't Freya turned to look at her, just in time to see the bleeding hole in the chest of the scientist before she fell to the ground with a dull thud. Freya cursed softly under her breath and ran the remaining distance between her and the bus station, soon reaching Matt.

"The scientist has been shot, and I don't know who did it or where they are, but the bus better gets here soon." She told Matt, looking at him. It was strange that they hadn't tried to shoot him, yet they did shoot the scientist, but she couldn't care to wonder about that at the moment.