Matt rubbed his head. He was getting too worked up. Less drama, more moving. Selfish, eh? Well they could all just be selfish together then. She had a point, though. If she hadn't been helpful, or if she had fought them, he would have made a run for it. He felt a twinge of guilt. As desperate as things were, he should know better. Knowing someone's life is in your hands and then walking away was no longer an option. It never should have been. 

He watched the halls as they hurried forward. Matt had finally run out of ideas, besides the needle in his belt, and was hoping that one of the two women had something in mind. The sound of boots was starting to fade slightly but it was clear that they wouldn't be able to outrun their pursuers if it came to a sprint. He reminded himself that there were cameras everywhere. Hopping through the front entrance to freedom wasn't going to happen. He sighed quietly in frustration and followed on. The woman was no longer hiding things from them. At least he could trust her.