"Are you fucking kidding me? I gave you what you wanted! You wanted your fucking money, and when that wasn't enough for you, I let you in on what was gonna be my operation. After you nearly let me burn to death, by the way. If you're waiting for me to lick your fucking boots for sparing me, you're gonna be waiting a long time."

While Seth is off knocking the shit out of more people, Richie's looking down at Kate with furrowed brows and wide eyes. "No!" He was definitely not taking the only thing covering her. He'd run from shadow to shadow if he had to before he made her walk around in her birthday suit.

"I've got it. I'll fucking figure it out." He snatches the extra sheets from his brother, laying them over each other to try and get a layer of fabric thick enough that he's not just gonna disintegrate the second he steps outside.

"I'll have to go slow, stay close to buildings if there are any more out there. If you have to leave me behind or something, just...get her somewhere safe." He doesn't like having to say it, but he's gonna throw that out there anyway. "I'll catch up."

Probably.