[ and he's every bit as horrified as they are. silently reloading his gun, but looking at it, he doesn't have much hope. there's just too much of it; tiny bullets aren't going to do more than surface damage. and he's not sure Sakamoto's kung fu is going to work wonders either. ]
Nobody move.
[ in a bare, bare whisper. the creature doesn't seem to have noticed them yet. what can they do, what can they do... ]