Amora took his arm and tried to tug him to his feet. He was heavy, but at least she wouldn't be doing all the work. She would often glance over at Screwtape, to see if he was going to go after them. When she confirmed he was out cold, she wrapped his arm around her shoulder so she could keep him upright as she helped them down the steps. The other gargoyles had all but left, there was little reason to stay after the fight.