As soon as Chivy mentioned another person, Sefton began to stand, ignoring the dizziness as best he could. He immediately slapped a hand against the wall behind him, ignoring the slight shaking that incurred, and consequently froze when the man's voice reached him. He tried to look for some sort of escape route around the man—making a mad-dash wasn't the most eloquent of ways out of a situation, but served well enough when the time called for it—but he was blocking the doorway too well to make it without just shoving past.

"Then just let us leave," he tried quietly.