Panting, Ian ran to the nearest shelter, only to find it was already occupied. Although there was room for two. One of the robot's shots had dislodged a reasonably large piece of metal and he had been using it as a shield. He held it out now, to shield them both from the robot he'd been running from, hoping the metal would withstand the shots and the robot would get bored. Or it wouldn't bother if it couldn't see them.

Once he was sure he was reasonably safe, for a minute at least, he turned to the woman next to him. "I don't suppose you have any weapons that'll kill them?" he asked hopefully, suspecting that she didn't, otherwise she'd have been shooting, not hiding.