His question stung a little. Because it was true. She usually always had a back up plan, something to fallback on in case things didn't go the way she planned. But not this time. She had no escape routes planned for this scenario. She had been completely blindsided.

Though, it seemed as is just about everyone had been this time. After all, she was the only survivor of Wolfram and Hart and the zombie attacks that had happened there. No one had planned on that.

Normally, she might even feel some pride at being the only survivor, but it seemed a little soon to be cashing in on that.

There was a part of her that wanted to protest as she felt his arm wrap around her, supporting her. This would be the second time today he would come to her aid, and she hated him for it. Hated that he could dump her and still save her all in one day. Hated that he still gave a shit.

And hated even more that she did. That she had felt relieved to see he was still safe.

"Where do you plan on going? In case you haven't noticed, most of the hospitals are pretty useless right now," She said in her usual sort of way, leaning against him more than she would have liked. How much blood had she lost by now? It was hard to be certain.