Even though it was part of the deal, Elizabeth didn't actually expect for him to follow through on it.  Fuming in the seat beside him and scowling at his comments, she didn't want to do anything that might cause her to stay there any longer than she had to.  The man did well enough to entertain himself as she just sat there with her arms crossed in front of her chest.

“Ah!” she cried out when he took off her mask, some of her hair getting caught between his fingers and pulling.  Eyes narrowed while she glared, Elizabeth elbowed him forcefully in the side.  “Stop,” she said which was short hand for [i]stop being such an asshole[/i].

Leaning back in her seat and resting her foot up on the dash, Elizabeth was glad that now at least she had something to look at and she could breath better with that suffocating bad off of her head.  All she had to do was endure him for a little while longer and then she'd be home free.

At least that was what she thought.  Off in the distance she noticed the flare and mostly just felt sorry for whoever had fired it.  There was nothing in her mind that considered going towards it, this experience teaching her that maybe she needed to think twice before jumping in to help someone.  In the end, she would just get the brunt of the abuse.

But the man was deviating from the path.  Sitting straight up she glanced over at him.  When he gave his warning she shook her head.  “Oh, no.  [i]Hell[/i] no.”  Motioning in the direction of the flare where it'd gone off, she exclaimed, “Whoever fired that is probably already dead!”  The only thing he was doing at that moment was putting them in danger.  These people were going to get her killed.

Reaching over, Elizabeth grabbed the wheel with a jerk trying to turn it back around or at least make it go anywhere else.  She was half-successful as the vehicle crashed into a tree.