Natalie nodded, a little relieved to be traveling in a pair now instead of on her own. She had survived this long by her own devices, but two pairs of eyes and ears were always better than one. 

Grabbing her pack from its place beside her, she stood from the dusty old chair and grabbed her gun. She put weight down on her leg, finding it didn't hurt too much to put pressure on it. However, she ventured to guess that that would change once the muscle started flexing as she walked. Nevertheless, the aspirin she took should kick in soon (if it did at all), and hopefully bring some relief. 

"I'm ready. I suppose we should get moving then." 

Natalie moved back towards the same window they had entered from, peering cautiously out at the street before deciding it was safe enough to leave. She carefully maneuvered her way out of the window and back onto the sidewalk outside. She waited for Maeve to join her before setting her gaze down the street, back in the direction the flare had come from. 

It wouldn't be too far now, just a few more blocks. There was no telling what kind of activity the flare or the gunshots fired at the Runners not too long ago had stirred up though. The pistol in her hand was held firmly, fingers secure around the handle and ready to act on the trigger at any moment. In her other hand, she brought back the knife that had started this whole mess to her rest in her palm. 

With all the commotion and pain from her leg, she hadn't noticed until now that she had a headache. The dull throbbing on the left side of her head accompanied with hearing that sounded like she was listening from underwater told her that the Screamer must've busted her ear drum with its death cry. Great, now she really was a cripple. 

Luckily, she had an extra set of ears to look out for her. Natalie looked at Maeve and gave a half smile paired with a shrug before motioning forward and taking the first steps towards what she hoped would be something that could save them, or at the very least, make it worth the trip.