Inigo's timing to try and look over Roland's shoulder is just the tiniest bit off. Because he hesitates on actually looking, too worried about what he might find - something worse than that cockroach from just now? - and the moment he does try to look, Roland is already firing. Which means he can't see a thing, because everyhing is instead covered by smoke. And while Inigo has seen much battle, guns - or any other weapon that would actually create smoke after being fired - are new enough to him that it leaves him pretty disoriented.

Disoriented enough to be completely pulled along like a rag doll the moment Roland tugs on his hand and starts running. Sure, Inigo's feet immediately fall into the steady rhythm of the run, as if by instinct, but his mind isn't quite there yet. What's happening. Where is he. Who is he. What year is it.

But even in the middle of that confusion, there's only one thing Inigo can think of. One thing that always comes to the forefront of his mind, no matter how much of a mumbled up mess his other thoughts are.

"Roland, are.. are you okay?"

It's just-- the other seems so startled! Even though he's brave, and a competent warrior! Inigo can't even imagine what must have caused a guy like him to actually consider running away.