"Don't get ahead of yourself, buddy," she snorts now, the roll of her eyes hidden in the dark and the fall of her hair. With him this close, its easier to steer him aside, to make sure he goes where he's supposed to. Where she can keep him safe.

Back down, out of the building, and she can see Delta waiting at the tour bus. "C'mon, time for you to get going." The entourage can pack things up without them.