Sam nodded, not thinking, just moved in the direction four directed. "Yeah. Not as if they don't know about all of us already, but... yeah. Come on. Room's as safe as any place." He changed course, and headed toward his room. He hoped Four was coming, but he felt so torn up right now he didn't even know if he could stop if Four wasn't, in fact, following. And instantly, he knew he would.
For the same reason he'd fired on dinosaurs. For the same reason he'd killed Mogadorians, for the same reason he'd really gotten involved in Four and Six's war. Because people were in trouble and needed help, and his father had taught him to never stop fighting, never turn away. Never give up.