She grits her teeth. See? This is why she always berates him about wearing the bloody thing, and he still refuses to. Admission about her driving skills or not.

"Peter. Buckle in." Because they can still outrun it, she's sure. She's outrun faster with less notice, and she's not facing down a Shadowling-thing in the middle of the night without back up. She's not. She's going to lose it, go home, and make it abundantly clear they're never doing this again.