It's not too much longer until he sees the two of them, a sense of relief washing over him. He keeps the same pace as he heads over to maintain his normal indifference. The angry from before has cooled considerably, though it flares up as he sees Waver again. Caring is definitely not something he enjoys.

"All of them got out with me. I don't know about the witch for sure. She was holding up that asshole."

He wants to take Waver from him, but makes no motion to do so. It's a weakness to care. Despite the turnskin being an ally, he made a mistake -- that's why he ended up like his. Berserker's usual apathy made it easier to apply these kinds of judgements; without that armor it's so much more difficult.

"Idiot," he says to Waver, though there's no real venom in his voice, "...How are you holding up?"