Maurice kept a close eye on the situation as he advanced towards the vehicle. Noone seemed to have spotted him thus far, so Maurice still had a slight edge. That was not to say he could take on all of the people there - maybe one or two of the ordinary humans, and he could probably get away from an encounter with one of the supernaturals - but he could by no means gain total control over the situation. That said, he could jump to the aid of either side if one turned out to be better equipped to take care of the children than the others. With that in mind, he clicked the safety off his handguns and changed gloves.<br/><br/>He was ready to plunge the entire area into darkness by transmuting visible light into magnetic noise as he took his position, just out of sight of the van. From what he could see, at least one of the supernaturals present were concerned with the safety of at least one of the children - and he had little trust for the soldiers who had appeared. With that in mind, he shifted position. The supernaturals would thus be able to see him, while remaining out of sight of the humans. If any made eye contact, he would nod - a gesture that he didn't like the soldiers any more than they did. He also pulled another pair of gloves out of his pouch and prepared them for a quick swap, in case he needed to debase the machinery of the black van, preventing its escape.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #0040BF">Whatever you do, guys, protect the children... If you don't, you'll eat silver.</span></span>