Ruby thought for a moment, falling into a contemplative silence she didn't mind showing to the cop. She was 99% certain she was actually a cop, too- and that was about as certain as Ruby got about anything. There wasn't an ambush waiting for her somewhere, and if there was... well, she wouldn't get off the bike. A quick shiv under the ribs and a shove would take care of that.
Maybe the thought was paranoid, but Ruby was alive because of paranoia.
"You sure you don't mind?" she finally asked with a squinty, hopeful smile. "That'd make it a hell of a lot easier. Pretty sure I'm close to bursting into flames as it is, anyway."