Karram would put up little resistance to Claudia's push; he had no intention of aiding her past this point anyway. I mean, she did intend to kill him before. Without the extra weight it didn't take long before Karram reached the outside of the daycare, leaving the carnage behind him. He noticed Antonio had stayed back, gun in hand, looking to provide cover fire for the runaways. He mentioned the girl, calling her Dexter Morgan... a strange name for a female but Karram wouldn't have known any better anyway. Karram refocused himself. 

[i]Okay, need to find a car. There's Flint's over there but it seems it's filling up quickly... gotta move fast.[/i] 

Karram dashed towards the car as fast as he could and quickly slipped in one of the back seats. Soon after, Parry came toppling in clumsily, his head landing on Karram's lap. Karram looked down at him with a confused expression. Parry popped up in the blink of an eye and shrieked, "Time to leave, guys!" 

Karram nodded in agreement, more of a mental reflex. Although he kept his mouth shut. He hadn't been a part of the conversation prior to the attack, so he felt it wasn't really his place to make comments or give orders. He situated himself in the seat to give Parry some additional room to sit comfortably as the car eventually took off. 

[i]I wonder where we're going... I mean, is anyplace safe now?[/i] 

Karram let out a sigh and looked down at his lap, smoothing the wrinkles in his pants nervously... 

[i]Just have to keep my spirits up and lend my abilities where they're needed.[/i] 

Before long, the car stopped. Everyone exited and followed Antonio into a tunnel system that eventually led to solid locked door. With the key Antonio had received moments earlier, he opened the door and gestured everyone in. Karram headed inside and examined the area. It seemed like a fairly old place but the electronics were newer and Antonio mentioned fresh supplies. 

[i]Beats that rundown apartment I had to stay in for the last week.[/i]

"Seems accommodating enough," he'd say trying not to sound pretentious. "And uh, thanks for letting me tag along," he'd say looking at Antonio, Flint, and Parry. As far as he could tell they were running this disorganized organization. He nervously nodded and walked over to a nearby chair to take a load off for a few minutes.