Good man. As Reim goes, his long strides receding down the hallway, Break fights the urge to call him back, to tell him never mind. Putting one friend at risk to save another - Break is going to feel guilty about that, no matter what happens. But running off, impulsively, sacrificing only himself--

Ah. Speaking of which...

He tilts his head, listening. There's another set of footfalls, light with short strides, racing in his direction. Break steps into the hallway and puts out his arm.

CLOTHESLINE!

"All right, Oz?"