Julien grunted assent as he tied the makeshift pad in place, as tightly as he could. He hadn't gotten very far in Boy Scouts and didn't really know knots, he knew it was likely this would come off at some point, but what could he do?

And he'd already seen how useful he was versus bats. If Julien came with he'd just be in the way or a distraction again.

"Okay," he said, hoarse. "I'm finding Strider, he'll tell me what to do. Good luck. Don't die."