She gave a nod of agreement, "we have. So, unless someone else shoots you, assume you'll get the goodies either way."
Donny gave a laugh as he corrected his language, and replied, "that's probably less elegant, but far more accurate." She had her faults, but she did know her flaws, and apparently so did Mitch. "Better keep me fed, so I stay sweet-tempered," she told him with a grin. "I'm definitely growing on you," she answered with a chuckle. "Sorry, Mitch, it was bound to happen after all the time holed up in the hotel together."
Alright, if Mitch didn't want to go in, she'd call it. "Fast and quiet," Donny answered, her footstep getting softer as she fell into the patter of tactical movement that had become second nature to her. With her gun held in front of her she started following the walls to the left, using maze-lore, even though she was aware that this maze might change at any moment.