Trust her, Gracie would rather not die Final Destination style either. She'd rather not die at all, not now and not here. She's grateful for the way he reaches out to catch her. It keeps her from totally wiping out. Of course, it also means she crashes into him a bit as well.

Though, she's not consciously aware of it, she's also grateful he keeps a certain distance. He seems nice and it's really kind of him to risk his own life to help her, but she doesn't know him and this is all overwhelming and he should either keep some distance or let her cling to him like a life buoy. It doesn't make sense; she knows that. It's fortunate for the both of them that Gracie is totally okay with following orders and running like a little bitch. She doesn't need to confront these guys or be a hero, not right now. "I'm okay," she breathes out. She's shaking a little, trembling from adrenaline and fear, but she's okay.

She stifles a scream, jumps half a foot and moves closer to him when the sign crashes down. Her eyes are wide and it's obvious that she understands he saved her. She'll thank him later once they're safe. It seems like gratitude out to be saved until then. She nods a little at his words, not really absorbing all of it because again it's so much but she gets the gist of what he's saying. "Okay to run," she tells him. "We're going somewhere safer?"

Please, please let them go somewhere safer.