Jack looked to the creature, then shook his head as he spoke softly, "I'm not angry at you, I'm angry at this situation." He turned to Norene and said, "Whatever, I don't know what help I can be, but I guess I'll help simply out of lack of constructive things to do. And just so we're clear, I'm not the one who's in a bad situation. If you knew what power I held you'd realize that I'm more likely to survive than you, simply because I am self-reliant while you are dependent on his protection. I'm not gonna lie and say I know what he's capable of, but I will tell you that typically, when it comes to being protected, if you get severely outnumbered then the one who is unable to defend him or herself is the one who is probably going to die. Granted, I can't fight a monstrous horde on my own, maybe that's another reason I'm staying, or maybe it's because I don't like leaving a job half finished. Who cares, just be glad I'm staying and accept that you won silently." Jack recalled he had nine slugs in his shotgun at the moment, he had loaded two in earlier, so that meant he had 27 shots left. Jack wished he'd asked Jeice for extra ammunition before he sent him off, but he decided kicking himself for it would not get him anywhere. Jack stood up and kept his gun trained on the front door. "Can you lead us somewhere safer to talk? I don't like being in the open like this, regardless who's with me."