He finds himself wishing she had turned around but pushes it away. Her back is still stared at appreciatively.

'Anywhere you like.'

He looks down at his own shirt which is, unfortunately, white. Then shrugs because fuck it.

'I'll ditch the gun somewhere outside. Lets get out of here, I'm bored now.'

Adrenaline's running high and he just wants to go out and get hammered.