She barely had time to take a breath before Boyd had pulled her into the alley, never mind begin to form words of protect. "Why--" She stopped, biting her lip hard enough to cause pain. That was stupid - she was running from the Mafia, wasn't that reason enough? Somehow she managed to keep quiet as she was led deeper into the maze of alleys, alarm bells going off and informing her that this wasn't really a better place to be.
When they finally stopped, Hannah had a chance to get a good look at her friend. "Please tell me what's wrong," she begged, but before she could continue on the redhead had already burst into tears. It caught her off guard, and for a moment she was frozen in mid-confusion, but then everything clicked in and she fell to her knees beside Boyd, arms wrapped around her in a sort of half-hug. "Oh Boyd. I knew you weren't okay."