Really? There were more important things to worry about in the moment, but Firo's look of consternation at the beast changed to one of plain offense at her comment. He didn't get to wallow in it for long, though, before she had launched her attack on the shelf.

"What the hell did you go and get it mad for?" Sorry, Sandy, Firo hadn't quite grasped the strategy yet. But he did take this as his chance to make his way over toward her, keeping his back to the wall and his eyes on the beast. Whether or not she wanted to leave, he'd made up his mind to shove her out of there if he had to.

[ooc: Sorry for the slowness! Rl's been taking it to me.]