"Ye jus' pull back that bit there," Sean points out, unsure why he's bothering to do so when he just told her not to do it. Just in case, he supposes. "Finger well away from the trigger 'less ye plan on pullin' it."

Exhaling sharply, he casts one last look around, as if some alternative to leaving her is going to suddenly manifest at the last second. For his part, Maverick just watches them, impassive as ever, and Sean knows better than to bother asking him to watch out for her, though he does wonder bitterly why he isn't the one about to risk his neck for a madman.

"Ye as well," he finally adds, casting a brief, pained look at Meredith before he takes off, not bothering with any manner of goodbye.