He doesn't need to be told twice. He high-tails it out of there with Garry, then pauses as he's about to leave, with the doors still open. He's tall, the axe has a lot of reach... he jumps up to smash the sensor so that the models can't follow them through.

The doors slam shut behind them. He pauses, panting, in the body of the mall.

Then he wipes his brow.

"Rucksacks. For definite."