Sinclair watches her in silence until she rounds a corner and disappears from view.

"Charming girl," he says, shaking his head.

And then he turns to Jack, looks at him for a second or two and is about to speak when he hears a noise behind them, a quiet whoosh of air and some distant inaudible muttering. They're not alone, they need to get out of there now. There's time to talk later.

He motions for Jack to go first and follows behind him.