[He really doesn't need to be told twice. He's half bent down to gather House up more than once already, only resisting because of not wanting to hurt the other man's pride, but now all bets are off.

Sometimes being a seven foot tall behemoth has its advantages.

He bends and scoops House into his arms bridal style before increasing his pace significantly. Long legs stretch out and cover the ground much faster than before, just managing to stay ahead of the increasing shadows.]

I've got you!

[Being comforted by a fifteen year old has to help the whole pride issue. He bursts out of the main door and into the snow, his earmuffs blowing off with a sudden gust of wind.]

Can you keep watch for anything coming from behind? They might not leave the school, but just in case...