Doing what they did for jobs? There was no shortage of victims who tried to fight back, to try to buck him off so they could run and scream. So, naturally, he glanced back at the movement with a frown, shifting his weight to stop the olders fidgeting. His hands drifting higher, to the point where most, normal people, would have been weakly slapping his arms and gurgling as the life drained out of them. "Don't make me tie your legs down too, mate. Were not done with-"
He froze, gaze widening as he whipped around to stare at Jim. Shit. "I didn't mean-it was..I don't-" He managed, turning slightly pink