"Yes but he is programmed to protect me." She informed, her eyes upon Kyle. She jumped into the van, in the drivers seat. "Now shut up and get in the van."
“For now.” He climbed into the passenger seat, glancing back into the rear of the van out of old habit before settling the gun in a ready position across his lap. His tone said clearly he was done arguing over this. Either she’d be proven wrong, in which case he’d have to destroy the thing, or she wouldn’t, in which case…he wasn’t sure what was going to happen.