It takes a moment to keep his focus from the scent of rust that fills his nostrils but Xav manages to wipe most of the blood off his face. His only thought is to get out, find Vi and Cass, and get them the hell out of there. The maze is difficult enough but Xav’s still trying to get the blood from his vision. As quietly as possible he makes his way around, taking random turns. His phone’s dead and there’s no other way of contacting anyone without outing his location. His best bet is to get through the whole maze and just hope to God he runs into them. If they were smart, they’d be searching for the exit.
Not exactly looking at where he’s going, Xav ends up bumping onto another figure. He steps back quickly, hands already up to shield whatever he can. “Fuck please tell me you’re not one of them.”