Alana sighed at Ashley's reply, and she ran her hand through her hair, trying to decide what to do. Her survival instinct said to leave right then, but as someone who's job required that she be willing to run into a burning building, she was used to being able to reassess it. Turning the motorcycle off, she stood, quickly getting the new leather jacket out and slipped it on. She knew she couldn't help everyone who needed it, but felt she had to do something, and so helping Ashley just seemed right.

"Okay, then let's do this right. I'll have your back, you lead the way. Oh, and it might be best to avoid the elevator..." she said, tucking her keys into her pocket so no one could take the bike. She grabbed her U-lock, which she sometimes used to lock the rear wheel if she'd be away from it for a while, since it was the closest thing she had there that could serve as a weapon if need be.