When Ashley saw other people around the mall, she slowed down. The sound of the plane's engine drowned out most other noises as she got closer, though as she passed the ruins of one building ... she thought she heard something. Rubble shifting she thought, brushing the idea from her mind.
There were other, more interesting things going on at the moment.
Like people.
Greyblue gaze scanned the small crowd (though at this point, two people were a crowd to her) gathered in the parking lot, and she hung back a little, suddenly afraid.
Olena didn't seem to be though, and Ashley followed after a brief hesitation, deciding she'd let Olena explain anything that needed explaining - if anyone even noticed them.
Peering toward the plane, she tried to see if she could make out who was flying it, though how many guys could there really be with planes in this area? It had to be him ... right?