He glances down at the rapier when she says the Protector is missing his weapon. He doesn't like the idea of leaving her even with this particularly pointed reassurance, and he bends down with a low hiss to grab the sword.

"I'll take it with me then. Then he won't be able to get it back," he says with a hesitant little tilt of his head. Is that true? He has no idea with these people, and he hesitates for a moment longer. He doesn't want to leave her here looking like this.

"Can you tell someone if you're in trouble? I'll... ask this person to send me back," he offers, pulling his phone out again and waving it slightly.