"A prison camp..." He shuddered a little. " Y- yeah, something like that would be... yeah." He sighed, finding it hard to hide how scared he was becoming about this. "Alright, I'll follow you, I'm right on your back." He followed him down the stairs, looking back behind him, longing to go back to the room he felt safe in. But he was a soldier, and needed to do his job to stay alive. He followed him right out into the street, looking both ways down either side. "So far so good, we run into trouble, we don't go here first, lose anyone on our tail and then we'll meet back here, 'k?"