Mitch & OTA
Mitch was reasonably certain that if the staff weren't busy running for their own lives instead of trying to save people, they would've fought him harder on getting his hands on a tranq gun -- and he'd probably be looking at assault charges for knocking some guy out and taking his.
Because there was no way he was going to run and hide -- he hadn't survived back home by doing that -- and there was no way he was going to be unarmed if he was trying to be of any help.
It was possibly one of the first times he wished he could voluntarily tap into any part of the Charles Duncan persona. Duncan was a cold-blooded psychopath, yes, but he was also highly capable and a hell of a lot better at surviving in a dangerous situation. But since Mitch couldn't, he was doing his best to shove people towards any even remotely safe place that could be found.
Which did not include out in the damn open-air dining area, thank you very much. "Hey!" he yelled to someone. "Move it already!"