James, Leon, Andrei, Bayani and open because this may get the ugliest
Bayani was relieved when Leon stopped. If it'd been another time or another person, he probably would've shrugged it off, but this was Leon, and it'd been him to say they should let him go. A public place like this was not what he wanted. He backed off when Leon did, glancing toward him and Andrei, anxiously looking at his former lover to see if there were any obvious wounds. But it wouldn't be obvious. What happened was unseen.
All he could do was not to Leon's request. "Go, both of you." He turned his attention around to James and snapped a finger by his head, kneeling down. Careful not to meet any gazes at this point, he was a fast learner when it came to his own safety. "Hey, are you conscious? Get up before we draw attention to ourselves." A hand was offered, it was the least he could do, so this would be over with. He didn't know much about James, but he knew he'd wanted this to be private, otherwise he wouldn't have cornered Leon out here. This was going to be a helluva thing to explain to anyone else later, if he had to.