Kara shouldn't have settled against him, but on the long, long list of things she'd done that day, taking a little comfort in shared warmth and a cigarette was a minor offense.

"No," she replied soberly. "You just need to find a way out of here, and keep out for good." She shook her head, turning so she could see his profile. There was a tension in his face that hadn't been there before now, and it tugged at her heart. She'd never regret having met him, but Kara couldn't forgive herself for bringing him down with her now.

"Lie to them," she went on, her tone more vehement than she'd intended. "Tell them anything. It doesn't matter about me." And she wasn't being a hero - she truly meant it. She was through, or best case scenario, she was out of there. Forcing herself to calm down, she relaxed against him once more, forcing a smile. "I'll be all right. I keep surviving, don't I?"