Master feels a little heavier than usual, which is strange because normally when Obi carries someone who is trembling in fear like Master is, they feel light. Of course, Master is not a regular damsel in distress, he has pride, has been in a few tough situations and was able to remain stoic, but of course, if master has ever been kidnapped before – which never happened when Obi was around, he learned his lesson from the Tanbarun incident – he had never been captured like this, taken to that place, by him.

Master's hands clench in their bonds, most likely wanting to grab onto something as they descend towards the ground – because Obi doesn't fall out of a window – wanting some sort of control as he relies on Obi to not drop him. Master had done as Obi said and tucked in his chin, closing his eyes as well, but Obi doesn't know why nor care because it would be best for Master, so that he doesn't have to see the aged remains of the Forgotten War.

If Obi remembers correctly, there weren't very many corpses that were in view of his window. Perhaps two or three on the ground and maybe five that were hung for treason against "The Great Master". But Obi knows that it wasn't because of the corpses that he put Master in that room, at least not exactly. No, it was because of the portrait, and Obi hopes that Master ignored it, maybe even have been in too much shock to really look at it.

"Keep your eyes closed Master, and try to regulate your breathing," he knows that he doesn't sound very encouraging, that his voice still has it's deadly monotone, but he's busy listening for him.

Master doesn't say anything his hands still clenching behind his back.

"I'll need to find a place where I can remove the last bit of rope, but it'll need to be far away from here. I also need to find a drop off point, he just wants revenge, so he'll leave Master alone if I immediately engage him after the drop off, but…"

Obi looks down at the top of Zen's head. Through the white strands, he can see the pale complexion of Master's face, the wrinkles from scrunching his eyes closed and his chapped lips sealed firmly. He can still feel how much Master is trembling, which has thankfully died down some, and his heartbeat that still beats erratically. His body is stiff, and if Obi were to drop him – which he will not – Master probably wouldn't even realize that he needs to twist his body in order to land.

"Relax Master," Obi says quietly into Master's white locks, not wanting to bring further attention to them in the hopes of losing him. But Obi already knows that he isn't going to lose him, but his bad leg might slow him down though.

Master turns his face into Obi's chest, either resisting the urge to look at his surroundings or seek further comfort from Obi's presence, maybe both, maybe neither.

"I can't leave Master on his own. Even if I can get him a safe distance away and unbid him, he'll still be too paranoid to trust anybody or to even leave the forest. He might even chase after me, given his stubbornness. My best shot would be the old town to the East. It's still occupied as I saw on my way here, and there are doctors and herbalist that he can trust there. If I tell him to go to them he might, but I'd have to get close to the town, but I don't want to get too close in case he catches up to us, I don't want to fight him there, especially not with that attack."

"… O-Obi…" Master croaks out, his voice a quiet whisper, Obi was only able to hear it because of his own training and upbringing.

Obi hums in response, but Master says nothing more, but tries to push himself further into Obi's embrace.

"His heartbeat is still too fast, and given the stress, it won't be long before he passes out. If he does, I'll have actually take him to the town, but if he doesn't… I'll still have to take him into the town because by now his legs won't support him. Even if he doesn't pass out in my arms, he's likely to pass out within the hour."

Obi barely manages to keep himself from gritting his teeth.

"This is a dilemma. I can't take him into the town, it's too risky, but I need to take him somewhere where he won't be caught up in the fight…"

Obi's mind stops then, everything far more noticeable now that he isn't using his brain. He knows of a place to take Master. It's where he needs to go to quickly prepare for his fight anyway, plus there is someone there who can guard Master until Obi has to take him back to the palace… that is, if he is the one who walks away from the fight, which Obi has to be if he wants Master to be safe.

Obi changes his course a little, heading for his new destination – even though he didn't have an exact destination decided before – still leaping through the trees as they become more alive and green as they leave the scorched area, a few bodies lie outside the burned area, but they're corpses don't look as horrific because of the moss and foliage that has covered them. Master still trembles in his arms, and Obi thinks he feels tears through his shirt, but it could also be sweat from all of Master's stress. Behind them quite a ways away, maybe a mile or so – Obi can move fast and go long distances without tiring, a useful skill in the underground – Obi can hear the loud cawing of the crows as they fly near their Master. Obi keeps his gaze ahead, his grip firm, and his mind set, he will not be deterred.

"I just hope Cerberus won't mind me asking for a favor."