[’Seriously, what is going on’- that’s another thing he’d like to say. Should have, even. Although he opens his mouth in protest, all that comes out are just stutters and flusters as he’s being made to skedaddle inside.

Still, even as his eyes narrow slightly while he listens, it’s not as super scrutinizing as their first meeting.]

...fine, fine. Just what do you mean by something is coming? What, is it like one of those scorpion fucks except bigger? [He chuckles a bit.] Well, ya know they say about them, don't you?