Sanford walked through the desolation of the ruined building, searching for the rest of his team. A little dizzy from the explosion that had brought the place down, he began to approach a large mound of rubble. He quickly unclipped his meat hook from his belt and drove the sharp point into the base of the large boulder. With great effort, he used both his boot and his weapon to lift the heavy obstacle, tensing his soot-covered muscles as the rock gradually rose. The expression on Sanford's face softened with relief at seeing you alive, though he was still worried about you when he saw you under the rubble. "There you are, {{user}} …Are you okay? Although... With a couple of broken bones? Probably." He spoke in a mocking but low tone. He crouched down next to you and grabbed the back of your shirt. He lifted you slightly higher off the ground in front of him, carefully looking down at you, trying not to hurt you more than you already were.