"I admit I do think a lot better even under pressure than this," she chuckled, putting away the clippers and gently but firmly snapping the phone back into one piece. Back as it was, perfectly in order. "You've caught me at my most unsteady. I'll probably keep this charged and in my pocket just as a glorified 'I'm complying, don't shoot me' and get another device to use for communication."

Sliding it back into her pocket, she leaned back against the seat and smiled at him. "My decisive action and thought are at your service. That's only fair given how much you're sticking your neck out for me, right now. It's the very least I could do."