Elizabeth didn't like how Jack was acting. Throwing silencing glances her way. She could look after herself perfectly fine, she didn't need him telling her what to do. It was evident that he was worrying more about his own backside than what could happen to her. "How am I supposed to know, exactly?" she replied haughtily. "I know as much about all of this as you do. Jack is the one who knows everything." Elizabeth smirked in Jack's direction. Two could play at this game. Now everything was riding on his decision making, not hers.