She practically glared the scientist out of the room, and kept glaring at the door for a second after he left as if daring him to come back in. As soon as that moment passed, she rounded on him, wide-eyed and gesturing.

That's the decision? Well, first of all, it was a rubbish decision. Second of all, just saying 'that's the decision' didn't make it the decision. It didn't make anything, other than making him look like a total arse.

"I'll be safe when we figure out a plan. That's not the plan. I'm sorry, but no, you're not doing it. I'm not having it. No."