"Not yet," the Soldier tells Xayah grimly, drawing a gun and a knife, both. "And if I go back out, they won't try." They'll keep them distracted.

They nod in Crowley's direction, agreeing with the sentiment. They're not about to let that happen. "Crowley. If you stay inside, you can lock the door behind us, and then let us back in when we're ready. Xayah, you can fly-- grab the people who are asleep and bring them here for Crowley to bring inside. I will keep the spirits off you both, and we can get more people inside where it's safe." This is literally what it was programmed for. They're already feeling better than they have in a week.

That's probably not super healthy, but whatever.