He took a hesitant step back as Ace stalked her cell, unsure if he'd broken into a good enough cell since the girl seemed quite damaged. It couldn't be helped, "Associating yourself vith animals vill eventually lower you to their level..." Luciel muttered in his rough English, not caring to suppress his accent while talking to himself...aaaand because the only person in the room worth talking to had collapsed.
"Ouf...what a mess" Luciel sighed, quickly scooping her up in his arms. Off in the distance of the complex, alarms were blaring. It was an oversight, the events being a formidable distraction from what he had expected. Hesitantly, he took a few steps around the room as if forgetting what he was doing before shaking his head.

Old ghosts, new tomb.

And now the hard part, scrambling security and an expanse of open ground ripe for being gunned down in. Luciel had a faint hope that his unseen assistant was still around, although this did nothing to shake the feeling that his plan had been woefully flawed from the beginning. It had, after all, relied on whomever he broke out to be able to help him escape, as well.
Panic began to set in as he slowly came to terms with just how trapped they were.
Luciel shifted her weight to feel at the small pouches of seeds in his pockets. It wasn't often that he overexerted himself to the point of exhaustion, but the thought of summoning a small forest for cover seemed like a feat which could bring it to question. Cover wasn't worth a dime if he couldn't use it, and having to carry someone at the same time?