Around it, then. If it were only Raju he'd be more ready to move forward and make the fight certain, but Francis can barely move at this speed, can't stumble without screaming. Raju starts moving the two of them to one side instead of ahead, trying to move as quickly as Francis seems like he can manage, eyes locked on the wolf in front of them and shifting his grip on Francis to keep the hand with the knife free—

If I fall, just let me go, comes Francis' voice, and the sentiment is so opposite to the momentum of Raju's thoughts that Raju scoffs without thinking about it, even risks looking away from that wolf for an instant to give the other man an incredulous look.

"So they can make a meal of you?" he says dismissively, locking eyes with the wolf again. "No. But I might have to fight. If I do, you'll do better sitting yourself down before you can fall. And you'll make a smaller target that way."

He doesn't give Francis' plan, such as it is, any more thought than that. Dropping him and running away is less than an option, would only become necessary if Raju fails, and failure isn't an option, either. Now that Francis knows that Raju's version of the plan is better, makes it easier to keep him safe, he'll drop the ridiculous idea of failure, too.