[One thing is for certain, Gnosis has never referred to any of the Silverashes by their codenames unless they've been on a mission together, and even then, Gnosis doing actual field work is rare when he's holed up in the lab refusing to leave.

He affords a momentary quirk of the lips.]

I would hit Enciodes with the trolley.

[Enciodes would probably escape in one piece, somehow. They say Felines have nine lives. Gnosis wonders how many the man has left.]

More seriously, [okay we're done joking now,] I would prioritize the safety of someone I felt a strong sense of camaraderie with, over the lives of five people I have nothing to do with. Is that the answer you sought?

[No, we're not talking about the Doctor right now; Gnosis has yet to entirely understand Enciodes' fascination with them.]