She didn't waste breath in speaking. Chihiro nodded her head, attention diverted back to the way he'd helped clear. For the most part, she simply stayed on task. One vacuum came barreling out of an alley their way, but she darted past, calling back to Eiji as she did.

"Incoming!"

Most of the way wasn't directly clear, but the obstacles were of the unmoving sort, leaving a pathway through if one could handle the odd appliance or robot running interference. Soon after the vacuum appeared, a vending machine to the side started spitting out drinks at a speed high enough to injure. Chihiro hit the ground, rolling and pressing herself against a flipped over vehicle for cover. (Thankfully, there were no signs of anyone having been inside said vehicle at any point.)