[ Glass shrapnel is nothing to sneeze at, so Root wasn't taking chances with sticking either of their faces above the counter. Satisfied it's working, she grabs the Lysol can and offers it out to Koharu, shirt still pulled over her nose in a comical pseudo-mask. ]

Trade you for my gun back -- treat this like pepper spray. We're going out the back. And keep staying behind me, got it?

[ It's been a while since she played escort mission for someone, but Root knows how to do it. She has the forward momentum and briskness of someone absolutely comfortable with what they're doing. ]