[Blitzø shifts Stolas to drape over his shoulder, planting a firm hand on his thigh to keep him in place and relying on those bird legs to keep clear of the ground as he starts down the hallway at a jog.]

Yeah, yeah. I'll get you free in a minute. I just don't wanna fucking be around these assholes when they come back.

[He skids around a corner and down another hallway, then kicks a random door in. The room is fortunately empty and Blitzø tosses Stolas onto the bed.]

Now we've got time...