Malcolm, noticing this, quickly scolded me, "Griffin, move aside! Didn’t you hear what they said?"

I took a few slow steps forward.

"I heard. The leaders are having a meeting here."

Malcolm shouted anxiously, "Why aren't you moving? If you're trying to get yourself killed, don't drag me down with you!"

Get myself killed?

I couldn't help but laugh aloud. "If I'm leaving, who's going to hold the meeting for them then?"