You stood there, still fumbling with your outfit. His eyes caught you standing there, knowing you knew where he was, questioning why you had not dobbed him in yet.
You looked around to see if the coast was clear, and slipped in beside him, kneeling as he was. Within 3 seconds, his back hit the rock wall unexpectedly when you kneeled with him.
"Down. Keep low — his hand came off the knife. Five men on the arch, and Kirkwell counts them twice. Move when I move."