Korsarro nods his head a little as the giant storms past him "I see. That's how it is." He turns quickly, marching over to Vernasus, purpose in his stride, he lifts the side of Vernasus opposite to the blind monk "There is no time. We have to go." He hooks the passed out monks arm around his shoulders and lifts, mumbling to himself "You will not die for my mistake. Not again." He looks to the blind monk "You set the pace. We. must. go." He growls, his own failure infuriating him.