It didn't take her long to put two and two together and nodded without complaints. She secretly wondered why she bothered letting him do what she thought he would do instead of trying to shoo him away, only to realize that he would do it anyway whether she wanted to or not. In a moment of clarity and trust, Hayley grabbed onto the soft carbon and held it between her teeth, bracing for the incoming pain. The moment Isaac started working on the bullets, Hayley bit into the soft carbon cylinder as hard as she could, a muffled scream of pain coming out of her mouth. It made her wish that the auburn-haired woman had killed her instead before Isaac could find her, but her survival instinct forced her to pull through, to hold on despite the excruciating pain.