"Anita, run!"
If I were seen with her, then her own disguise would probably be discovered. That above everything would be disaster!
"Anita, get away from me! I must try it alone!"
I could hide somewhere, repair the cloak perhaps. Or, since now I was armed, why could I not boldly start an assault?
"Gregg, we must get you back to your cubby!" She was clinging to me in a panic.
"No! You run! Get away from me! Don't you understand? George Prince has no business here with me! They'd kill you!"
Or worse—- Miko would discover it was Anita, not George Prince.
"Gregg, let's get back to the deck."
I pushed at her. Both of us in sudden confusion.