[ Ew, they definitely don't like the sound of that; the sound of inflicting pain on something else is still something they aren't used to given the fact that Lunarians never made a sound when they were destroyed. But what has to be done, has to be done, they suppose, while they scramble for the handle of their blade in the few seconds they earn.
It takes every second they're given to successfully get the saw into their hands, having to get down on a knee to quickly scoop it up from the ground. To go after retrieving it means they have to leave their back open to him, which likely isn't the best course of action - but they just want to be armed and keep the blade out of his hands (its probably the only thing around remotely close to being able to break them). They're late to turn back around, given how they stumble to get back up on two feet, but they do what they can to swing back around to face him, since they assume he'll be on their heels. ]
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It takes every second they're given to successfully get the saw into their hands, having to get down on a knee to quickly scoop it up from the ground. To go after retrieving it means they have to leave their back open to him, which likely isn't the best course of action - but they just want to be armed and keep the blade out of his hands (its probably the only thing around remotely close to being able to break them). They're late to turn back around, given how they stumble to get back up on two feet, but they do what they can to swing back around to face him, since they assume he'll be on their heels. ]