Alex mentally sighed in annoyance, the kid's constant screaming does wear on the nerves a bit after all. Without looking, he shot a raider's leg. Spinning in place, he kicked another one in the side, catching a cracking sound when the steel toe boot made contact. Considering his foot wasn't in pain, he rightfully assumed that the bandit's rib cracked, which he capitalized on by punching the poor man in the torso at the spot to make him fall on his knees clutching his side with a loud yelp. Not letting him get a chance to get back up, he brought his foot against the back of the guy's head, and used it as leverage to slam him into the ground face first. Elbowing another raider in the face, it was at that point that Girien reminded him that he was there. At this point, the courier was more then a little annoyed with both the situation and him.<br/>Which is why he promptly grabbed his unfortunate target by the shirt and chucked him at the red-head's general direction, before firing a blade that nearly nailed both the raider and the King of the Wasteland's head. It was only then that he aimed a one-eyed glare at him, an unspoken 'shut up, I'm pissed at you' in his gaze. However, admittedly he and a good point.<span style="font-style: italic">As much as he's an idiot, he is right. Kid's not safe here... And idiot two over there still hasn't paid me.</span>With that thought, he hefted the still screaming boy and started to carry him under his arm like a football. Shooting at any raiders that happened to get in his way, he charged towards Garret's position. Pretty much announcing his presence to the spear-wielder through the act of kicking one of his targets in the skull, he glanced at him. "Let's go, and don't even think of trying to escape without paying again," he told him.