With a nod, Albert does just that, leaning on the blond perhaps more heavily than he intends, but still enough that they can get moving. They have to, quickly, or the monster that had once been their friend will find them again, and this time there would be no escape, just smears of red on cracked pavement.

Luckily, they're used to this sort of quick and injured escape and it doesn't take long for the pair to lose themselves in what's left of the District. Later, they'll be able to circle back and find medical attention from their allies, but for now escape is foremost on both of their minds. They need to disappear.

And so they do.