He looked over at the pictures and wrinkled his nose. "I wouldn't tell people about that. Most people, even where I'm from, aren't too ready to hear about demons all the time. But the terrorist angle. Well, nobody likes feeling like a patsy."
He shook his head at the stitches thing, nodding his head at the needle and thread in the kit. "I can do it one handed. When I was six, my older brother sent five older kids to come kill me." He chuckled fondly, shaking his head. "My brother's lots of things, but smart isn't one of them."