Drake/Chloe/Quen/Cian/Open
Glancing up at the sound of Quen going down, she shouted her name. "Quen! OH gods. Is she all right? Please tell me she's okay." Oh god she'd brought her down here and now Quen was injured. They were both injured. Okay it was time to get out of there. They'd done enough.
Reaching out to catch and hold Drake up, she put his arm around her and hefted him up so that neither one of them hit the ground. "We have to get out of here. Right now. Come on. Can you carry her?" she asked the new guy. Hopefully he wasn't too much of an arse to help out a lady in distress.
"This is so all my fault," she mumbled under her breath.