She leads him through the trees , narrowly avoiding this root or that , and continually glancing up into the sky for fear of being spotted by helicopters . She is a pale sort of person to be hiding in shadow , after all.Magneto trails shockily in her wake , stumbling as he goes despite a fair amount of effort placed into being dignifed despite the mud and ... everything . Once or twice , it sounds like footfalls cross the path behind them , but no shots are fired.Ellen has reached an adrenal state of alertness wherein she takes note of everything , expecting death or capture at every footfall .
Sharply sweeping their path with her gaze , her heart racing and pale beads of sweat upon her forehead to mingle with the rainfall , she leads him back through the park towards the car .
Emotion: Fear