Now is not the time to be altruistic. Self-preservation should come first.

But despite everything, Ange isn't some heartless girl. Even though she had been running away -- having been left behind by a lot of people, partly because she's been meandering all over the place in a futile effort to disorient the Nightrenders, and partly because despite everything she did pull one or two random people away from danger -- and didn't want to stop, she did stop on her tracks, a tad exasperated with herself.

This is a bad idea. This little detour may be the death of her, she thinks, but she does come to give a hand.

"Wouldn't it be easier to cut it?"

This place perhaps had blades to use, she thinks, but finding something in this chaotic situation is a bit like finding a needle in a haystack.