Pietro doesn't waste time giving his comeback before he takes off sprinting along with the other man to round the center wall there, taking cover behind him. Crouching beside the stranger, Pietro smirks a little, shaking his hand. “You could have fooled me, Barry Allen,” he teases. “I am Pietro. Pietro Maximoff,” he introduces himself.

More shots ring out and Pietro ducks a bit more by reflex when he hears a ricochet off the wall behind which the two men are hiding.

“Mutation from my glitch would be so useful right now,” he mutters to himself as he starts looking around for their best exit. Staying here is only asking for more trouble. Eventually, that Guardbot is going to figure out that it'll be easier to round the wall than try to shoot them through it.

“That way, you know where it goes?” he asks, nodding toward an open door several years off to their right. The least amount of debris -- turned over chairs, abandoned personal belongings prior had been carrying, and broken pieces of the fountain are littering the area now -- clutter the distance between them and it, so even though it's further away than the hallway from which he'd come and with which Pietro is familiar, there are far less hazards to show them down or trip them up as they make a break for it.