He relaxes slightly as the city disappears, his grip loosening without letting go. There's a bit of relief that passes through to Soldat. They hadn't been abandoned - not on purpose, at least. He didn't think so, but there was always that part of him that had worried.

For a brief moment there's a flash of memory, of wandering the streets with a deep loneliness in his heart. He pushes the thought away, keeping in step with Soldat.

"I'll help when we get back. There's a lot... of people that we need to get."