"Well can we get it after him? It's kinda importa- Heeey," she protested as he tossed the iPod, looking after it with a pout and a brief glare before hurrying after Tony. "Not cool, man. That was mine. Just cause the world's ended doesn't mean I shouldn't be able to listen to music."
But even with all her griping, she wasn't going to fight him to get it back. She needed him, and so she speed up to keep pace with him. "I still think he'd appreciate a box of crackers. Nice welcoming gift."