Galevin felt a lurch as he spoke, knowing know he was truly in for whatever the wolf would want of him. He felt some sort of comfort in knowing that Tozoku had gotten away, yet that feeling of comfort shortly after disappeared when Beowulf pulled him out from the jacket. Galevin was set down on the table, and soon he was joined by Tozoku. Galevin gave a single look back at Tozoku, then back at Beowulf. He continued to think of other ways they could try to escape. 'Maybe if we both run in opposite directs quickly to escape? That might confuse him for a bit' Galevin thought, continuing to observe the situation and think of an escape.