Ellie met David's eyes carefully, indicating with a finger to follow her gaze; then she turned deliberately, the same finger pointing down to the end of the street. The movement that had been there a moment ago was gone; still she waited, pointing, until it resumed again. The customary wall of lurching bodies and overturned cars began to give way. Ellie squinted, furrowing her brow.
Her eyesight hadn't gotten any worse, but it was still difficult to make out faraway objects. Often it required simply assuming danger and reacting as was appropriate.
Unfortunately, what appeared at the end of the street wasn't hard to recognize at all. Exploders. The brightness of their skin was hard to miss, even under the pounding sun.
For another good moment, Ellie remained precisely as she was, thinking. Then she lowered her arm, gathering David's sleeve between her fingers, and walked their quiet pair calmly out of sight. A wall separated them from full view of the street -- they'd have to peer out every few seconds or so -- but it would be easier to whisper in the alleyway if they had to. There was only so much that could be said in the silent language they'd began developing. At least so far.
Ellie raised her brows now, holding out both hands in a questioning gesture. She walked fingers in a small loop around her palm, indicating that they could circle around the street entirely if they wished; then she pointed at the fire escape down at the end of the alley as a second option.
Which? was signed a moment later, courtesy of Mimi.