The next moments tick by like a trainwreck in slow-motion as Sigma waits for the betrayal. It does not come. He releases a muffled sigh, dropping his voice low. He cannot know when the creature will come.

So Sigma straightens, grateful for this man's eagerness if not to work with him, then to preserve their lives long enough to part on a neutral ground. "Alright. I do not know how much time we have. It seems to have given us enough time to begin backtracking together, so I presume less than ten minutes. It will come towards us from that direction..." He points down the hallway they both came.

He stops his rushed explanation to think. "Perhaps if we hurry, we can head it off. Or, we can take our chances with a barricade and hope someone else attracts it interest. Any ideas...?"