Jack stood outside the truck watching this girl about to die. With that wound she will. He had no connection with her whatsoever, but knew that they would probably need her, with her skills. He scourged around the truck, looking for the obvious. He pulled the sun blocker thing down above the drives seat and a set of keys fell onto the seat. He chuckled and grabbed them, holding them out dangling. "Hey, this would probably be of use?" He said, tossing them to Evan. "I do not want to drive" He said sternly