"Dat's de idea, petit," he replied grimly. "Dey not gonna hesitate ta do de same ta you."
There wasn't much time for a gentle reprieve, but the men would take a little more time to get to them with the cards waiting there. Remy brought his fingers to Lorna's face and -as gently as possible with the time constraints- forced her to face him. He smiled kindly, red eyes concerned, "If you can't handle dat, dere be no shame in retreating an helping dose not able to defend themselves. Maybe get down to the first floor or up ta the third. Get others heading down here and show dem de way ta safety. But you got ta make that decision. And ya got ta make it fast. Otherwise, chere, you're a liability and dat don't help no one."