Trust
"Do you need help?" Gabriel asked Maximilian as he watched him carry Arter. It wasn't like he himself wasn't tired, but compared to the rest Gabriel had exerted himself less. While Nero was fighting up closer, or well, closer, he had been fighting from a distance. Maximilian was already injured from his previous fight.
Compared to them, Gabriel was just suffering from regular old exhaustion.
"I'm already carrying him, might as well continue," said Maximilain. "If I get tired, I'll let you know."
The trio only took a short rest after covering enough distance so that the tentacles weren't visible anymore.
Nero had completely lost track of time, so he had no idea how long it had been already. On top of everything, he hadn't had food in almost a day, so now that he was physically exhausted, his body was not recovering the way it usually did.