"Sorry, sorry." He made a note to give a better apology for the pain he was causing later. If they both got out of this.

Firo knew the creature couldn't be too far behind that shelf. If he could, he tried to lift Sandy up and simply carry her. At least for a short time, it would be easier that way. "Do you know if there's anywhere we can go to shake this thing? Like an alley that's not a dead end? Or anything we can use to bust its head open?"

If they were on the streets of New York, he could've lost the thing no sweat. But this wasn't home, and he hadn't had time to go over every inch of this alien city.