M felt her heart drop when she saw that movement. No way. How could he...? It didn't matter. It didn't matter he was in rags, and in terrible condition. He was still... alive, if it could be said so.<br/><br/>The girl waited for the Sentinel to reach her bike, fearing he wouldn't make it there. He seemed so... damaged.<br/><br/>"Yes. I'll lead you...". She interrupted herself as the Sentinel went into sleep mode. Making sure he wasn't going to fall off, M shot in the general direction where she knew they could find shelter, full speed. They would only stop at what had once been a house. It was now just a shadow of it, but it was exactly what kept it uninteresting.<br/><br/>Using the last bits of energy she had after the previous ordeal to drag the Sentinel in, M closed and barricaded the only door and sat on the floor. The Sentinel's head was laid on the girl's lap and she simply waited for him to come back from what he had called sleep mode.