"I should think that's obvious," she says, cheerfully. "I'm chasing after Slitheen without at least a bit of a head's up to Torchwood. Or, at least, that was the plan. I'm still technically Torchwood enemy number something-or-other, unless you've changed that, and while I do rather like your particular branch, there are principles."

Beat. She pulls them into a dead stop in the parking lot, eyes it suspiciously, licks a finger and holds it up into the air for no particular reason, then picks a direction at random and runs that way.

"Besides! It's much more fun this way!"

:D, Gwen?