Logan hadn't been eager to pursue, but he liked the thought of hiding even less. He staggered to his feet and stretched his back and knees in the process. They seemed to pop into place as he did before he at last knocked out one last crick in his neck. His eyes settled on her with dull acceptance.

"I can move. But you ain't lookin' so hot right now."

He did not doubt she would make a solid effort of it, but she would certainly be slowing them down. Cut her loose, runt. The thought came without bidding and he worked his hand in and out of a fist. The two of them were in it for the long run.