"If you are grab through bars," Natalya murmured, head hanging again because it was starting to feel heavy, and she was starting to feel sort of cold and slow, "you will need holding at throat with back at you and use guards hand for shoot others. They will no hesitate for kill boths of you... in... if you are..." She blinked slowly.

"...Shit. I'm going into shock." She'd thought she was there already.

"Guns is first unless you are pick pockets." There was movement at the end of the hall, the sound of a door closing and the tell tale glow of wintry daylight appearing briefly. Natalya didn't bother lifting her head.

"And now I am have some explaining to do," she mumbled.