He kept his opinion on the matter of the male's bloodless to himself. Really, he wasn't sure it would slow him down. He'd seen the monsters fight, unhindered, with severed limbs. But, even if it didn't slow him down, it would stop him more quickly. 

As she asked about his ability and if he could repeat it, he gaped at her. "You want me to [i]throw[/i] you at him?" He repeated, hoping he had heard wrong. "You [i]are[/i] mad. We want to survive, and you aren't going to if I hurl you right into his reach."
With a shake of his head, he dismissed the idea. It was foolish and suicidal. Cocking his head again, he listened, straining to hear beyond the walls. "If I distract the female, lure her away again, it will keep angering her. She might slip up." 'Might' being the part that could get him killed. 
"Or, with him injured anyway, we go after her. Both of us. If we both appeared on either s-"

He cut himself off, raising his hand as he went still. Their voices carried as they called out, taunting and catcalling. He inhaled, holding his breath. They were close. "Her, or him?" He asked, his voice barely audible.