"Shit that might still be around and I would really rather get away from?" Leaving now would be good, thanks. He tries to haul himself up, locks up tight with a pained hiss and sets himself back down, head lolling to thud against the wall. "Monster things in armor. This one big motherfucker with plating that-"

He's quiet for a moment, eye distant, voice quiet. "That looks like Locus."

It'd been particularly painful, that run in. "No clicking in the hall so I am not worried about him right now. But."

He's quick and invisible. That's fucking terrifying.