You can't be angry with me this time. I told you where I was going.

[Truthfully, Adrian still has every right to be angry with him. He didn't have to stay and fight a horde of forged creatures when he realized he'd tripped their alarm. He could have fled, could have high-tailed it back to the manor, and they could have awaited Sypha's return to launch a proper assault. But he chose to stay and fight. And that choice is precisely what landed them in this less-than-ideal situation.

But Trevor is grateful enough for the water that he takes a moment to seriously ponder the question. Hindsight tends to paint the best course of action, but in the moment? It simply doesn't seem like there's any other choice.]

I wasn't expecting to walk straight into an ambush. It doesn't seem like a wise idea to turn your back on them to run. What other options did I have?