His logic for staying hidden is sound, so she doesn't ask him to move. Maybe when they're on the highway where there'd be fewer cameras and fewer people to recognize them.

She nods, "They've shown their hand, though. Now we know how badly they want to find us and how quickly they can track us if they really want to." It's always good to have a metric to determine how hard you have to try to hide your tracks.

His suggestion makes her think. She maneuvers through the city like an old pro, navigating side streets and one ways, keeping an eye out for any tails. The idea has merit. It's just longer than she was planning on sticking around. But if they're trying this hard... "Okay. Hope you're ready for a road trip." She smirks, glancing down at him. Pulling off the sunglasses, she hands them to him without looking.