If Regulus noticed the way Five's expression wavered, he gave no indication.

Regulus wanted to throw a tantrum at the sight of the new, incoming rush of undead. Couldn't they just have one, fucking peaceful moment?

He set to casting off the same dust-making curse at the advancing undead, taking out as many as he could while he simultaneously stepped with care around the violence-strewn floor towards Five.

"Alright, let's give your idea a try." Five was welcome to grab him and take them who knew where.