"Kill them?" He just stares at Spinister, like that never occurred to him -- outside of using the girl as a shield. That was all he'd tried. And then that stare continues. "You... kill people?"

Who is this guy even. Why is he rubbing things all over him. Should he be concerned?

"A wha--"

And then it's dark. And he goes quiet. You know, like birds do under blankets.