Jamie stares after her for a moment. That, he thinks, was unnecessary.
But. Well.
At least he's not dead.
And there's no point in looking a gift unconscious bigwig in the mouth, so to speak.
"Hold up a minute," he says - if he had to wait for Laura to knock Stark out, at least he's going to reap the benefits - and stoops down to snatch the phone (no point in leaving evidence) before going for Stark's pockets.
Keys. No use; Jamie doesn't know what they open. Something bulky - probably money, and that he grabs, and then saunters after X. Or at least, as close to a saunter as something more at the speed of a run can ever be.
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But. Well.
At least he's not dead.
And there's no point in looking a gift unconscious bigwig in the mouth, so to speak.
"Hold up a minute," he says - if he had to wait for Laura to knock Stark out, at least he's going to reap the benefits - and stoops down to snatch the phone (no point in leaving evidence) before going for Stark's pockets.
Keys. No use; Jamie doesn't know what they open. Something bulky - probably money, and that he grabs, and then saunters after X. Or at least, as close to a saunter as something more at the speed of a run can ever be.