The promise of backup helped ease his mind a little. The worry for Claude was still there and still real, but it was relieving to know that he wouldn't have to deal with it by himself if the worst came to pass. He nodded at the suggestions. He hadn't thought of using the sheets, but that was a good idea.

"I'll do what I can," he promised. "Hopefully it won't come to that." Hope. Because no matter how bleak things seemed to be, he couldn't let go of that. If they gave up hope, then they'd really lost, and Lloyd wasn't about to lose.

With that plan made, though, they could focus on something else. "Do you want me to pass any messages to him? Just in case you don't see him before tonight?"