[He's asking the right person—Sal's got a bag with books slung under one arm herself. It's too bad for the timing, however. She's about to answer him when the explosion goes off. More annoyed than surprised (she's lived in this city long enough to expect this kind of birdshit), she offers a glare down the corridor.]
Shit. Well, the shop's down that way.
[She gestures over to where the other shoppers are now running away from, seemingly being chased in the pairs' direction by... something. The temperature begins to drop dramatically.]
maurtia falls
Shit. Well, the shop's down that way.
[She gestures over to where the other shoppers are now running away from, seemingly being chased in the pairs' direction by... something. The temperature begins to drop dramatically.]