There's no way he can avoid them. He could, conceivably, thread the distance between them but he knows that would be an act of cowardice. He doesn't want their last memory of him to be of a coward.

His brakes screech to a halt, rear of his alt sliding to one side from the force of his deceleration, and after a moment, he rises. "Is this where you're going to be guarding Ambulon?" It is, at least, quick thinking.