Whether she was ready or not, it wasn't like they had much of a choice. It was either stay or go, and Lisa wasn't particularly fond of either choice. But... there they were. Two heads were better than one. Plus, Robin had a gun, and she had an ax. They were as prepared as they were ever going to be.
She took a deep breath, pushing the last of her leg-burn not caught up in adrenaline down into her gut, and nodded. She had her flashlight in one hand and the ax in the other.
"Let's do it."
[ooc: we can wrap it up here or keep going- up to you!]