Yamato wasn't a long distance runner, but he could certainly bolt for a short distance if need be. It was just difficult to run in boots - not because his health was already somewhat frail. Nope, it was the boots.

After running a street away, though, there seemed to be no scorpions or crazed individuals swarming them, so Yamato slowed his steps to a walk, his breathing shallow and quick.

He. Hated. Running.