Hay started to hobble after Six, it was slow, but he was at least moving. The pain was still present though. The shot had dulled it greatly, but he knew that he'd be in agony in a few hours time.

Ryder began to follow close behind Hay, but he couldn't help but look behind him after ever few steps. His loyalty was unrivaled and Varus was one of the first people to show him kindness. He didn't know many things, but a loyalty was something he prided himself on being more solid than stone. He slowed his walk and turned around, flitting between Jack and Six. He knew he had to help Hay, but ever muscle in his body was telling him to find Varus.

Hay took notice when he stopped, "Hey, what's wrong. We need to keep moving, come on."