Looking him over for a second, he head tilted to the side. For a moment, he was confused about what this guy actually wanted. He didn't think he even knew. Scott didn't have much time to think about it before he mentioned the car. He never saw him touch the car, but apparently it was about to blow.
With a leap away from the vehicle, he ran until he heard the pop. The few screams he did hear, seemed to be in pure terror. They probably dreamed about the day mutants would kill them all, and Remy was giving it to them.
"If all you wanna do it blow things up, I'm not gonna play. Have fun." Dusting his shoulder off, he glared at him for only a second before turning and walking away. "Don't follow me, kid. It wouldn't be good for you."
The most confusing thing about it all? Scott still didn't know why he was attacked, and why Remy was a puppet to whatever lifestyle sinister showed him.