She ducks around the girder to grab hold of his hand again, because the way he's looking, she's not sure he'd be paying proper attention to where he's going. And frankly, after all (he) (she) they have gone through getting to this point, having him lose a regeneration to a building would be frankly embarrassing.
One of the resistance members - Mickey? Sticky? something like that - crosses the two of them and doesn't think twice about her leading an apparently-human man around, because everyone who was involved in the conspiracy here is dead or converted already. He just barks out an estimate of the time it will take for the building to collapse on itself and weaves them through the building to safety, picking up a few more unconverted humans along the way.
During that time, she composes herself, snaps out a few leader-ish orders while Mickey-or-something herds the rescued humans into a group to explain what the hell just happened and what they can do to help.
Which leaves her alone with him again.
"I hadn't expected to," she says, after a moment. "Survive."
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One of the resistance members - Mickey? Sticky? something like that - crosses the two of them and doesn't think twice about her leading an apparently-human man around, because everyone who was involved in the conspiracy here is dead or converted already. He just barks out an estimate of the time it will take for the building to collapse on itself and weaves them through the building to safety, picking up a few more unconverted humans along the way.
During that time, she composes herself, snaps out a few leader-ish orders while Mickey-or-something herds the rescued humans into a group to explain what the hell just happened and what they can do to help.
Which leaves her alone with him again.
"I hadn't expected to," she says, after a moment. "Survive."