Betty was still blinking in surprise, her brain barely registering that she'd hit a wall even though she was now practically pinned against it. By her friend. Sort of. Could be friend, because of Leon, but they were plainly on different sides here, starting with what they'd done to Sam's house earlier in the day. This was so beyond fucked up.
"I could say the same thing to you! I thought Logan was coming to get you out," Betty shot back in the same hoarse tone, her face screwed up in a look of utter dread. A hoard of her people were in this hallway, if they saw her back away... she couldn't do that. "Where is she. Is she alright?" Even as she asked this, Betty propelled herself from the wall, pushing Sam back in the process.