Damn it. Was he supposed to do that? Firo pauses in place as he imagines what might be happening to Bianca's house right now. At least nobody's there right now--he wouldn't have left them if they were--but he wants to kick himself for not thinking to do something.

Deflect. He forces himself to look back at the screen, though he's still too distracted to actually play. Casual as can be, he asks, "You're not worried about 'em gettin' up here?"