Kallen's words sent a shock through Percy, calming some of his panic. Did he just tell Percy to run for it, as if he intended to cover the exit for him. Strange, strange. These sorts of things shouldn't happen between should-be enemies like them. Percy had just enough presence of mind to realize that, but he didn't pause to think then. He just ran. Somehow he made it out the door, skidded and scraped his knees until they both bled, but he'd take that over being shot any day.

More than a second passed. Percy glanced back at the door, worry overriding some of his own distress. Strange as it was, and maybe he should blame it on the situation, he felt like he should run back in and make sure Kallen got out. Before he could move though, the other boy staggered through the door and slammed it shut. Percy saw blood and his eyes went wide. "Oh shit! You got shot!" he exclaimed before even thinking about what Kallen said. Run? Hide? He grabbed a fistful of his hair and cursed again. "Of course we should hide! We've got to do something about...that!" He waved a hand at Kallen's shoulder. "Otherwise, how can you fight?"