It wasn't a blanket permission, Meredith's ready to say, though that doesn't change that she meant it, thinks she still does. He changes topic, though, and all she can do is get to her feet and hurry to fill up her bag with whatever's to hand, trying to hurry without letting her rush turn to panic. Staying calm is the best thing she can do with the situation they're in, no matter how difficult that is at times. He might have meant something else anyway, bringing that up. "Which way were they headed?" she asks, hoping it's in the opposite direction from them, though luck hasn't exactly been on their side thus far.