"Jane?" It came out as something like a hoarse shout, crossing the distance between them in the blink of an eye and gathering her up into his arms, rifle awkwardly resting against her back. She was warm and there, her blonde hair soft under his cheek, but before Lipton could be too elated at being reunited with his wife he remembered where they were, and his heart seemed to beat even faster. How could he keep her safe in a place as dangerous as this?

He kept his arm wrapped around her, drawing back enough to survey their surroundings for anything suspicious, but when nothing appeared out of place surmised that it was Jane's sudden presence herself that had caused Lao unrest.

"Have you been here all along?" He asked, looking at her from an arm's length away, concerned.