Yeah, Angel should have run. They both should have run, but it seemed that it was far too late for that now. Glory didn't really mind. She was going to get her information one way or another, and she didn't mind getting her hands a little dirty in order to make sure that she got it.
"Yeah, I kind of figured as much," Glory admitted, swiftly taking the blunt side of the axe and swinging it, slamming it against one of Gunn's knees. He wouldn't be walking on that anytime soon, but she wasn't going to have him walking anywhere, anyway. She was planning on taking him apart, slowly and intimately. She was going to get the information of where her key was from him, and then she was going to throw him away like a used tissue.
She lifted the axe back up easily and rested it on her shoulder. "Yeah, we should do that. Wouldn't want anyone to hear him scream too much and stumble upon us," she pointed out.
"But they certainly know how to take orders," Glory said with a grin. "And that makes them aces in my book." She cast a glance over at Angel. "Make sure to leave him somewhere that the dawn will hit him." She looked back at Gunn. "Maybe you'll luck up and he'll wake up before sunrise."