Moonlight keeps an eye on the young man; the extension of his arm makes it pretty clear what she needs to do next. So she dashes towards him, preparing for the hand off—-

Right when one does indeed jump right in her path. She grits her teeth and slams a foot into the ground to stop herself briefly - but only briefly, as she cocks her free arm back, energy generating in her palm before she throws a punch out, releasing the energy into the sentry as she does so.

She then leaps up and over it, landing besides the young man.

“Your friend, I believe,” she says, handing the worm off.