The journey through the tunnel is as tense as it is dark, but by some miracle, neither Jabberwocky nor Infected crosses their path. She's aware of a slight incline beneath her feet, so it doesn't surprise her when they surface above the ground level.

'Finally' is right.

She vaguely recognizes the intersection; it's one that she'd been briefed about when going over the area surrounding the building. They must not be very far away. Still, the specialist keeps her guard up- you never know what might happen on missions like these- and her fears are almost immediately founded, because the blond is whipping around and she knows that when he does, it'll be with his gun raised.

He's so much stupider than he looks. A shame.

Without missing a beat, the Specialist readies her weapon as well. She's not naive enough to discount this happening, and she's not slow enough to let a civilian beat her to the draw. They're at a standoff now, at least equally matched. "You know, I was going to let you go," she mused. And it was true; Ananke hadn't cared about the criminal apprehension aspect of this entire operation, and she wasn't about to start now. But having a gun turned on her- after she'd just helped him escape potential death or arrest- that irks her to no end. "But sure. Let's shoot each other at point blank. See how well our body armour holds up." Even without the streetlights, it's glaringly obvious that as the military soldier outfitted in anticipation of combat, Ananke would be the more protected of the two. She's covered head to toe in kevlar, layered on with vests and pads, and him? He's a civilian. His very head is completely uncovered.

"Or, I could radio in my men and have them come to us." A riskier option, one that would require that she eschew using her firearm, but between the distance, her armor, and her aim, Ananke highly doubts the man would be able to kill her before she tells everyone on the squad where she is. At the very least Criminal Activities would love to get their hands on him. "Or, and I suggest you take this option, you can put the gun on the ground, turn around, and go. And I'll accept your apology."

Suddenly, the radio strapped to her shoulder flares to life. "Area clear. All infected have been subdued." It's her second in command. "All members report."

Various voices start to call in. So there were survivors after all. In less tense circumstances, Ananke would be breathing a sigh of relief. It's good to know a change in scenario didn't impede her team's ability to fight.

"Well?" She asks the man, who now better be rethinking his actions. "What'll it be?"