[at the sound of rattling pills, her eyes go wide, and she takes a step towards him.]

Is that medicine? Where did you—

[suddenly a door slams in a hallway not too far away, and she freezes,one ear turning towards the sound.]

Oh, I don't have time for this. Very well: I'm a Burmecian. [anticlimactic? Yes.] And you're a human, but we'll both be sitting ducks if we don't keep moving.

[She raises her weapon again, but not towards him this time; she uses it to point down one branching corridor.]