[The brat's anger is preferable to her breaking down in the middle of the battlefield like a wimp, so Cima will take it.]

Girl, then. Do you know how to actually use your gun, or are you just waving it around? Your angles are good, but that means jack if your safety's on.

[Cima runs on instinct, turning tight corners and searching for a way out, any way out, or at least a way back to the perimeter.]