"This is taking forever," she whispered, her lips barely moving as they ducked behind a burned-out car.
"Shut it," Morrigan muttered, not even glancing at her. Her focus locked ahead, tracking every movement from the squad.
Siobhàn groaned, loud enough that Morrigan shot her a glare. "What?" she hissed in protest, throwing her hands in the air in an exaggerated show of innocence. "They're not going to hear me."
"Shut up anyway."