She nods, trying to throw logic and reason and calm to the wild. She won't survive if she keeps thinking about how much she'd rather be anywhere else but here, which is what she's learned in this mess with Hydra. Creeping onwards, she gets ready, telling herself over and over that they're going to the Observation Area and she's going to see if they can fashion some defense -- or better yet, find a door. Creeping a little faster, she thinks she's ready to start a run, because it's quiet enough around her.

She can do this. She's got Sam to help her, and she can do this. Really! It's just...immensely terrifying.