Her hands start to slide down as the rifle is shouldered once more, and when he says that she picks herself back up, dusting off her dress.

"Awwwww, I wanted to toss more barrels at them." It's joking of course--her very real relief is evidenced by the sigh she lets out when she looks out the window with him and sees no more of that blackness. "Whew! So that's over. I think we'll be safe." The last bit is said to reassure him. That was his nightmare, after all...and when she can only see his mouth, an awkwardly reassuring look manages to come out as just awkward. She turns to him, cocking her head curiously as a thought occurs to her. "Say, how'd you run into them anyhow?"