Ophelia had bee-lined through the crowd towards Vincent, and was quiet for once. Oof-ing a bit with a small "Kupo!" as she was passed the rifle he'd brought. Clutching it close as she knew it was important and precious, and then staying close as the taller gunman made his way over to where Johnny was.

Likewise, Reno would never forgive him if he left someone that important to him behind. Reno was an ally, a friend; and while Johnny was hardly the easiest person to carry, Vincent would manage enough. Careful of his gauntlet's claws, and sure of his grip before getting the other over his shoulders in a fire-brigade style carry. He could manage this at least enough to get them to safety on the Enterprise, Ophelia fluttering behind him and holding her questions for now.