Remy discovers that their exit is decidedly louder and less thought-out than his own clumsy entrance. After a trip to the weaponry arsenal they strap themselves down with guns and Mystique brashly shoots anything in sight.
She finishes and runs down the stairs. He recovers from his shocked paralysis and follows after her.
"We need transportation." Alarms scream all around them in deafening volumes; he's impressed with her cool.
Escaping from one of the most powerful organizations on earth seems like nothing to her.
Mystique hops into one of the hummers and he barely makes it into the passenger seat before she skids out of the garage and onto the road. Bullets assail them; they crash through the gate.
Push it.
