"I can't go back to mine," he says, trying not to panic. "I have to get back to where we just came from."

Deep breath. He drags his hands through his hair, trying to focus. She has a weapon--that seems like a good thing, given the situation. "I can't leave without Malcolm."

He doesn't know if she's even met Malcolm, but that's not important right now. He shakes his head. "Where... Where to from here? How do we find who you're looking for?"