Alexander listened to her, and sighed. She was practically hysterical, but what was worse, she was useless right now. His words went in one ear and out the other, and it would kill them both if she didn't get ahold of herself. Or someone did it for her. For now, though, he would have to do something. First things first, he took the dagger out of the maids chest, cleaning it on her outfit, and desperately hoped Calliope didn't see. When it came down to it, his knives were expensive and high quality, and he figured he would need them all to escape this manor alive.

After that, he would heft Calliope over one shoulder, demonstrating his strength easily. They didn't have time for her to pack clothing or anything of the such, they didn't have time to grab anything of value. So while she gripped onto him, over his left shoulder, Alexander walked out of the room, dagger in hand in his right. "Come on... Everything's going to be fine, we've just gotta get to the stable..." Luckily enough, Calliopes room was near the front gate. All he had to do was take her through the garden. That was one advantage they had, the army had attacked the manor from behind, so the bulk of their forces would be behind them as they moved, not infront. Otherwise, escape would be pointless.

They were lucky, more or less, able to avoid the fighting as they went. The guards had rallied inside, what hadn't been infiltrated soldiers anyway, and were holding chokepoints where their few could be that much more effective. The only issue was Calliopes sobbing, something that attracted the attention of another traitor guard, his sword already stained with blood. There had likely been a massacre as the traitors unveiled themselves, none of the loyal men expecting it. "I don't have time for this shit." Alexander grit his teeth together, throwing a dagger with his left hand and managing to hit the man, wounding him, though his scream of pain only alerted more soldiers. At this point, Alexander broke into a full sprint towards the stable, both of his hands around Calliope to keep her stable. He was faster than the men in plate, only his shoulder carrying the extra weight, instead of his entire form.

The front gate was wide open, something that Alexander didn't question, instead glad that it was open, though it likely wouldn't aid the rest of the manor in any form. No enemies were in sight, likely busy pillaging the manor, among other things... Alexander sighed. He knew war well enough to know that not everyone would be killed... Soldiers did have needs, and that manor did have maids and the such... He could only hope that Calliopes family managed to escape, somehow. That wasn't something he could think about right now though, instead forcing his way into the stable, setting down Calliope. "Come on, we need to find a horse with a saddle. We don't have time to set one up ourselves..." He looked around the room, expecting Calliope to atleast try to help. He knew she was going through a great deal, mentally, right now, but she needed to pull it together or they would not make it out of this alive.