Gambit had seen Rogue get caught, but there was little he could do unless he wanted to get caught himself, and he had warned her now, hadn't he? Still, there was an odd sense of guilt gnawing at the back of his mind as he ran, bolting down random hallways as he was pursued. He'd cut a good number of them off with his explosions, collapsing ceilings and preventing them from following after, but what he wouldn't give to have his bo staff right now.
He hadn't been expecting the large group blocking his path as he skidded out of the hall, and he blanched slightly, before releasing their focus was not on him, but the doorway before them.
He took a few silent steps back, pressing into the shadows, when a yell from behind gave him away, and he sore under his breath, tossing a whole handful of cards back towards the voices chasing after him, and sliding a few more across the floor to the feet of the other men, raising his hands with fained innocence as they pointed their guns at him, before a series of loud explosions rang out from both sides.