"Not sure," George said, peering at the people in the field below. They looked bored, which he'd certainly expect for demons that had been left behind to guard a dead body. But he couldn't know for sure, and they couldn't just shoot potentially innocent people. He murmured, "Let's find out if they've got guns."
"Hey!" he yelled from atop the hill, ready to hit the dirt immediately if bullets started whizzing past him. "We need to have a word."