Don't. Whatever that thing is, you don't wanna meet it.

[He's sure about that, or he thinks he is. If this was some kind of friendly force they were dealing with, surely it'd play a lot nicer.

Once again he gets up, has a glance at Miss Toni and her candles, and shrugs at Chrissy as some attempt at responding to that initial question of hers.]

I think we already have this thing's attention anyway, let the old lady do what she's gonna do.

[To which Miss Toni snorts.]

There are darker things in the world than you two, cholitito. Let this "old lady" do what she knows to work.

[The pet name gets an eyeroll from him, and he walks over to a different window and peers out, but still nothing.]

Maybe we just go. Get on the bike an' fuckin' outrun it.