((Your boss sets records for bullshit. Real life comes first, take the time you need and we'll be here. Slow play is good play, and we've got shoulders if you need 'em.))

*Samus meets Verity's glance and nods, accepting route and destination both. Or destination, at least--she doesn't know yet whether Verity will keep them to the straight and simple path or plan some kind of evasion once they're out of earshot. As she watches the seconds ticking away, she considers what she knows of the terrain, the opportunities for ambush and whether she'll do better to follow the same trail or try to take another route to get ahead. For now, though, they have some time to plan without her eavesdropping.*