Richie did his best to ignore him, but the tears had started to leak down his cheeks again and he was pulling at the tar more now. He didn't want to hurt anyone else, he hadn't meant to put himself or any of them in danger. But he also couldn't really focus enough to make real sense of what Higgs was asking, his senses were overloaded and not having his glasses had thrown him out-of-whack. So instead, he fell back on a staple.
"Make me." he whimpered, focusing more on the tar than on Higgs again.