"This would be home, or as near to't as I've got. An' there's liable ta be more cops waitin' in the station proper, prob'ly right through those doors, which means we've nae got a second to waste 'fore they come," Sean says in a rush, nodding toward the end of the hall. Their best bet will be to meet the officers head-on before they get the chance, and fast, because they already know something's up and won't be standing idly around waiting to charge. They could always go back upstairs and try to find an alternate way out, but the place is probably swarming with KGB and it would likely just take longer. Sean's always been more a fan of the direct route, anyway. "We need ta get out o' here, now. Stay behind me."