"Good." He moved toward her, and followed her, saber closing and one hand landing on his hip as he trailed along behind her, senses out to the quiet of the area. Already people finding themselves safe suddenly were wandering and kicking Autons. He wondered what this tendency was, to kick the enemy.
Casting it from his mind, he followed her, and saw a large building ahead, and felt a surge of anticipation. "IS that it?"