Tommy heard the word "come" from the githkin outside, and headed out of the small crevice. As he opened his mouth to tell the githkin more specifics pertaining to the situation, they weren't the brightest after all, he noticed that Oliver had apparently gotten into a scuffle with an elite githkin. He quickly closed said mouth. Perhaps it had already started? He had heard rumors... Well, regardless of what may or may not happen today, he couldn't just let Oliver die in the grips of this githkin.

Tommy quickly sneaked out of the crevice, trying to make as little noise as he could. He might be able to save his friend if the other githkin did not restrain him. The minute he had both feet on solid ground, he began running as fast as he could (which unfortunately is not saying much) toward the githkin that held his friend aloft. Tommy clearly did not have the weight to tackle this githkin to the ground, even with a head start. However, if he tried to grab its legs, he might be able to make the githkin lose its balance.