Gerard whirled around, hiding the two dead squirrels behind his back, and fuck, that definitely made some of his pulled muscles twitch unhappily.
"Spencer!" he exclaimed, voice a bit hoarse. "I, uh, hey! Didn't see you come up. How's life? Oooh, what do you have there?" He bent carefully to peer at the little plant in Spencer's hands -- it looked pretty harmless and adorable, but better safe than missing a nose or getting blinded by acid or something.