He would come back, as soon as someone in the Order had taken Miranda from him to help her. It was really shoddy, and Ralph would rather not have it play out that way, but... what else could he do? She looked back, and he was in no position to help her in any way. Plus, there were loads of people still out there, including some Order people that still hadn't been located-- they needed his help.
Whoa, whoa that was a loaded gun of a statement-- never had Ralph previously thought before he would be in the position to say something like that.
Ralph dared to look down at Miranda, against his better judgement, and the sight of her sealed the deal. Lots of people alone could be trapped in here like Miranda had been, her family was here, and despite how much Miranda's brothers in particular intimidated him, if any of them needed help, he would give it. They were like family, right? No, they were family to him.
"Okay, hold on," Ralph said, more to himself than to Miranda. She was holding on already, probably as much as she could, but that didn't change the fact that her grip was still weak, and he was pretty sure she was going to pass out from apparating. But it was the only way to go to the Order quick enough, so---
"Don't pass out," he stated, again more for himself than her. Ralph gripped her as tightly as he could, like his life depended on it, and closed his eyes to apparate. She was going to be fine, she was going to be fine. They diasappeared with a loud crack.
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