With the lack of back and forth happening verbal wise, Meg's growing more anxious to just leave. It's no fun at all when they aren't rising to her bait, and she's about two seconds away from just vamoosing out that damn window when he makes his attack.

There is a startled moment where she doesn't move, and it costs her when the blade meets the skin of her upper arm, jump starting her into action. It's hard to move quickly when she's lugging around a safety deposit box, but that doesn't mean she won't try. Her instinct is to drop, roll to the side and away from him.

She knows she doesn't have a second to catch her breath, so while she stands she takes a few steps backward, her back meeting the wall. Muttering a quiet curse, she risks a glance to her right to find that window, her precious escape route. It's not far, but she knows she'll have to barrel past crazy Ninja Boy to get there. Turning her eyes back to him, she keeps him in her sight as she waits for the right moment to take a dive.