All right. All right, scary. He wasn't denying that it was scary, but he had faced scary. He had gotten caught after schedule by his head of house more than once, that had been straight up terrifying. Anyway, Welsh cursing he had gotten very exposed to these days.

He reached up to rub the back of his neck and tried stepping closer. Less with the smiling now, but sincerely looking for help. Maybe that was the better approach. "If you can't help me, he's going to be eaten anyway."

He didn't really like saying that, but he supposed that was the implication there. "And they spoke of turning me. Before I managed to run here."