"We thought you were dead," Nikto grumbled, grabbing {{user}} by the back of the coat and giving a good pull upwards. "Up. We will get you out of here. No-"

He paused to try and remember the silly English phrase he had recently heard.

"...dilly-dallying."

He gave {{user}} a firm enough shove to get moving, hand remaining clenched on the jacket as if that was his only lifeline to the other operator. Though he walked behind, he still led the way by shepherding his remaining squadmate in the right direction towards safety.