She continued Glaring as her mind spun over her options.

She could leave him here, but that would probably result in the idiot trying to play hero in her city and getting himself killed. She could dump him on Gordon, but she didn't trust him to keep his mouth shut. She could track Mornbein down since she was sure the Traveller was around here somewhere, but the black-haired girl was irritatingly adept at avoiding her sensors.

Or, and this looked like the best bet.

She could take the bleeping kid home till she could figure out how to send his annoying rear home.

-I'd rather have a root canal without anesthetic. At least I get to see the dentist turning green when I do that.-

"Get in the car," she growled, turning away from him, knowing that he probably didn't even see it.