"Alright," Jason nodded, moving back to the fire escape. "be sure to use it instead of the gun if you can," he added, picking out his map, and looking at it for a moment. "I think the fastest way is... Er, that way. if you wanna see my map, just ask." He murmured, folding the marked map and putting it back inside his bag, zipping it up and climbing down the escape, as quietly as he could, as if he were sneaking a boat out to sea, as he did several times in the past. A slight chuckle escaped his lips as he thought back to the clear, moonlight night when he first snuck a boat out to joyride. He had got caught, but bribed his coworkers into not ratting him out, in exchange for showing him how he did it...

But there was no time for those memories right then, he decided, and shook them out of his head as he reached the ground, holding the ladder for the girl- Alex, she had said, and waiting for her to reach the ground before starting off, at a decently fast pace, to where he believed the minimall was. 
The roads were eerily silent, and although the sounds of shuffling foot steps weren't nearby, he could feel the hairs on the back of his neck stand up as he encountered a four-way intersection. Carefully, he looked back to Alex, then around, shutting his eyes for a moment before taking a left, and praying the force and his poor map-reading skills would lead his way successfully.