While she had been tugging on his arm to try and get him to stand up, she doubted she would have been able to really force hi to his feet. He stood up on his own and she was prepared to lead him back to the airplane when he spoke, asking her why she was doing this. She looked back up at him, her eyes meeting his as she spoke "I don't know to be honest. I should have left you out here to suffer in this storm for all you did to me. But, I'm not going to. Like I said before, sometimes you jut have to do the right thing, even if the one you are doing it for doesn't deserve it. You're right, you have nothing I want or need, you tried to kill me, but something is telling me to help you, so I am. Now hurry up," She said and with her hand still clutching his sleeve began to tug him along, back toward the airport.

Once they got back to the plane, she shoved the door open once again and when they were both inside, she shut it back and began ringing out her hair, "I need to get into something dry before I catch my death..." She moved to one of the bags at the side of the plane. Pulling out a pair of shorts and a t-shirt she moved to the cockpit and turned to him, "Turn around, I don't want you to see me though the window." And she waited until he did so before she closed the door to the cock pit. From this the only way he would even be able to see her would be the small window at the upper half of the door, and since he was turned around she felt comfortable enough to change. She was quick to do so, getting out of her soaked jeans and sweater and throwing on the t-shirt and shorts. 

When she was done, she reached down and picked up the silencer, trying to figure out what she was going to do with it before something came to her mind. Holding it in very clear view she walked back into the cabin portion of the plan, looking at him, "Okay, listen up. I found your gun here, but you're not getting it back. I'm keeping it so you don't try anything funny again. Also, since I know it's not going to kill you..." She pointed it at him, being sure not to aim directly at his chest, just in case he had been lying about it not killing hi directly on contact of the heart, "I'm going to show you what it's like to get shot my one of these things." 

With that, she shot a blast, the blue energy coming out of it and hitting him right on the front of his shoulder. She had to admit, she had been expecting less of a reaction from it hitting him since he had made it seem like it wouldn't affect him at all earlier, but instead, the react she got scared her and thought maybe the blast could kill him. He got knocked off his feet and fell to the floor, though, she let out the breath she had been holding and her eyes went from wide to their normal expression again when she saw him move to sit up, "That's how much this sucker hurt. Well, actually, it probably hurt me more since it almost killed me, but you get the picture. It was painful. So next time you want to try and hurt somebody, think about the pain you feel right now."

Sticking the Silencer back into her waist band she looked to him again and held out her hand as an offer to help him up to his feet, "Do you need an dry clothes? I bet I can find some that might fit you. I tend to wear baggy pajamas, which are always sweat pants and t-shirts by the way. It would be better than being soaked."