[They're down to one last SUV on their tail (or not, since it has to reroute and Eggsy would probably have made some cocky remark in its general direction if he wasn't so busy) and now they're going to leave the city? Eggsy believes that he can lose this one last pursuer with little to no problem, but there isn't time for arguing with Merlin's orders.
Besides, if he's honest about it, this has been more than enough excitement for one night. His hands are sore and raw from holding onto the steering wheel so hard, but the pain is muted by the adrenaline coursing through him.
So after only a few seconds of hesitation, Eggsy nods at Roxy while looking in his rearview. They back out of the alley and he spins them around again so he can drive normally once more.]
West, is it? [There's a built in compass in the rearview mirror which Eggsy glances at to get his bearings before starting in the correct direction. He doesn't go too fast now, not wanting the screech of burning rubber to alert that one car still after them.
Once they're on a straightaway, he risks glancing over his shoulder at Roxy.] Didn't get shot, did you? [It's not like he'd been able to keep the best track of her during that whole mess, and Roxy is the type who wouldn't mention it until they were out of immediate danger.]
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Besides, if he's honest about it, this has been more than enough excitement for one night. His hands are sore and raw from holding onto the steering wheel so hard, but the pain is muted by the adrenaline coursing through him.
So after only a few seconds of hesitation, Eggsy nods at Roxy while looking in his rearview. They back out of the alley and he spins them around again so he can drive normally once more.]
West, is it? [There's a built in compass in the rearview mirror which Eggsy glances at to get his bearings before starting in the correct direction. He doesn't go too fast now, not wanting the screech of burning rubber to alert that one car still after them.
Once they're on a straightaway, he risks glancing over his shoulder at Roxy.] Didn't get shot, did you? [It's not like he'd been able to keep the best track of her during that whole mess, and Roxy is the type who wouldn't mention it until they were out of immediate danger.]