[ He hears Newt answering back and he immediately takes off towards the sound of his voice. Aside from the one guard who had some score to settle with Newt (that was apparently more important than the whole building crumbling down on them), everyone else seems to have fled the floor, so it only takes them a couple of seconds to make it to where Newt is.

There's a relieved sigh and a wide grin as soon as he realizes that Newt's fine. A little banged up, but nothing that he won't get over. ]

Well, I always look good, so.

[ He heads over to Newt, giving him a once-over, eyes landing on the cuffs. ]

He's cuffed to a pipe, [ He says to Finn, since he can't really see it right now. ] Figures you'd be into some kinky shit. Come on— can you hold your hands as wide apart as you can for me? I'll shoot them off of you.

[ Also please hurry, before the room collapses or something. ]