Ana hesitated for a moment before nodding. She didn't like having to follow him, not at all, but if it kept her alive, she would do it. She wasn't so proud that she wouldn't listen to someone else if she had to. She gently wrapped one of her arms around his and laid her head on his shoulder, giving the impression of them being a loving couple.

"I'll trust you," she murmured in his ear. "If you get me knifed or something, I won't be pleased." She wasn't worried so much about being staked anymore. That was old-school, and nobody used stakes anymore unless they were amateurs. "Once we get to the fifth floor safely, we can hide out in my room for a bit."