Eponine nods, and steps determinedly into the lift. She hopes R can't see that her legs are shaking through her baggy onesie. She hopes that he can't tell how scared she is about going into an enclosed space with him unarmed.

"Wait. I need..." She wants a weapon. Just in case. Just to scare him off. Her eyes fall on the window of the nearest car. A nice shard of glass would make an excellent weapon. Just in case.