Jack's hand was quick, he brought the flower up close enough that the gas would disperse over Enigma's entire face. He then pressed the trigger down and a soft hiss erupted. He waited just long enough for it to fill the air and then stepped forward. Jack wanted the girl to see him, to know that something bad was coming, and there wasn't anything she could do about it.
"You're a bigger fucking idiot than Crane thinks." He said, hovering over her.
He waited for the concoction to take hold, thinking that the mad psychiatrist would find great pleasure in what had just happened here.