Roland backs up and turns to stand horizontal to the crowd, presenting a smaller target, letting her fire. The strategy he'd started to use earlier is still a good one - bind a few in the front with the one gun and with the other, when he's got a good line of fire, give the creatures just behind them an electric shock. In a space so narrow and a crowd so large, trying to make them fall over one another seems their only advantage.
"Retreat a ways?" He doesn't turn as he calls it, instead just tilting his head toward where he hopes she still is. "Or stick to one wall, carve a way through?"
It's not his decision, after all. This place is, if not hers, close to it, and she hasn't yet told him the facts behind it. If that unspecified disaster she'd mentioned has something to do with the nature of this place she's the only one of them who knows how, and so the only one of them really qualified to make the decision.
He won't go back all the way, of course. Not yet. No point in it. But retreating a little, that would be alright. Not the tack he'd personally take, but he always has been told he doesn't know when to quit.
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"Retreat a ways?" He doesn't turn as he calls it, instead just tilting his head toward where he hopes she still is. "Or stick to one wall, carve a way through?"
It's not his decision, after all. This place is, if not hers, close to it, and she hasn't yet told him the facts behind it. If that unspecified disaster she'd mentioned has something to do with the nature of this place she's the only one of them who knows how, and so the only one of them really qualified to make the decision.
He won't go back all the way, of course. Not yet. No point in it. But retreating a little, that would be alright. Not the tack he'd personally take, but he always has been told he doesn't know when to quit.