With all his attention consumed by finishing this machine without passing out, Qubit doesn't even notice Patch has bolted until afterward, when he looks up and sees her halfway down the walkway - with Modeus in tow.

"Patch! Wait!" he wheezes. The anger's been drained out of him along with everything else, and all that's left in his voice is desperation. Fear. Not for his own sake, though - he may think Patch is an idiot, but as far as he knows, her life is in danger right now, and she doesn't deserve any of what Modeus might do to her. Nobody does.

"The head - that's the danger-!" He tries to stand, but wobbles badly and doesn't get anywhere. "I need you to -"

His hands shake as he fumbles with the controls on the machine he just made. Can't feel his fingertips, that's probably a bad sign. But he does get it open, the wall of the container sliding back with a mechanical hiss.

"In here - it'll stop him making the jump," he says. "Please. There's no time. You don't know him, he'll kill you, I'm the only prison that can hold him-!!"

Is he, though? Can he, in this state? Doesn't matter, he has to.