Mariko could hear the both of them out in the hallway, from her hiding spot behind the cabinet. Evan's voice was the one that mattered most. Sophie was a factor, but she wasn't a threat. Why was everyone trying to kill her all of the sudden? And why did literally every person on the planet except for her have a gun? She risked a quick glance around the corner but the end of the cabinet exploded in torrent of splintered plastic, a few jagged pieces embedding themselves into her cheek, just below her right eye. A sharp yelp escaped her and she ducked back around the corner to relative safety. "I uh... Yeah, we should leave! Anyone have any bright ideas?" She shouted through gritted teeth, holding a hand to the new wound. Already blood was pooling over her fingers. The officer that Marianne had shot was only a few feet away from her and he had a shield strapped to his back. There was no way for her to know if it could stop high powered rounds, and she doubted that it would, but it was something. "We'll come to you!" She raised her voice once more and looked to Marianne, signaling towards the fallen officer and mouthed the word 'ready?' to her.