[ she trusts him but gin still feels apprehensive watching urahara roll his sleeves up; she moves aside, however, electing to allow him free reign in this situation. trust— gin isn't used to relying on someone for her missions, for her daily life. even her brother had his own life aside from spending time with her and they had defined boundaries. gin needs to be strong to be able to stay in the port mafia where her brother is.

but that's not the point right now. she flicks dark eyes to urahara and answers:] Two main ones on the first floor, three service exits. No quick way off the second floor unless you use the fire-escape or service elevator, but elevators are notoriously fickle in older buildings like this.

[ if you want to run you don't want to go up where you can get trapped unless you're fast enough to reach the rooftops and know how to move from one to the other. this man doesn't seem like the type. he's burly and tall, brute force rather than stealth and agility. ]