[After a glance spared at the door to make sure it's closed, she gets undressed and puts on his things. The pistol is picked up, and the knife taken out of her skirt. The knife at least, can go into the pocket on these jeans and it's fine. But she holds the pistol and tries tucking it into the waistband of the jeans.]

Are you supposed to tuck these things into your underwear or something? It doesn't stay when I put it in the back of my pants.

[he makes it look so easy! She's a little frustrated when she takes those first few steps and feels the pistol shift and move in her pants. But she figures things will sort themselves out in time, so she sighs and zips up the bag.]

It'll be dark soon. I think I'm just nervous about everything going right.