She gives him a flat look, then levers herself back onto her feet with a wince and returns to the boot of the car, picking up the first aid kit that had been within. She'd ignored it earlier for the tire iron simply for the fact that ducking inside the abandoned gas station before cleaning herself up had seemed a better choice.

Of course, she hadn't expected his sudden stubbornness.

She fumbles, one-handed, with the latch on the first aid kit. "You realize this would go far quicker if you weren't quite so contrary."