[Oh, but he noticed his man looking at her like that. He feels a twinge of jealousy and anger bubble up, but he pushes it down. Now's not the time or place, and so he'll have to deal with that later. Striding quickly down the hall, the click of her heels on the concrete alert him that she absolutely did not listen to him at all.]

If you're caught in the explosion, you'll die with us, if it's a bomb. If you're in the training room, you can be dug out when rescuers eventually show up.

[He shoots her a look, because he really doesn't want her to accompany them in case this is what the danger really is. But he knows that if she's coming, he's not going to be able to stop her...

Climbing the stairs, one of the men stop them inside of the small office-like space above the firing range. The man who normally sits behind the counter reads the news on his phone, seemingly ignoring the whole fiasco.

Boss, look.

He points to Lumine's car.

We don't recognize that car, and it's been here for almost an hour. Someone dropped it off here, and we know some of Dufort's guys have been hanging around here recently.

Ajax stands silent, having already known that information, but...

He places a hand on Lumine's shoulder. His eyes close, he can feel his temper rising.]

...Mind telling them, Lumine?