Having stood perfectly still during the time that monstrosity was in sight, Wacko had let the tables turn on him, slightly...<br/><br/>"Stay where I am?" Wacko says, letting his hands ascend to shoulder height,<br/>"What happened to your talk of negotiations? Despite your faith in that weapon you hold I still hold all the cards... Besides, if you kill me you will kill fellow policeman. I haven't digested him yet, and the only injuries he's sustained are from the entry... But go ahead and shoot... If my body dies then I  won't be able to hold back the acids, and if you wound me, you will extinguish an innocent life... So I suggest you put your gun down, and choose your path; eternal life, or instant death..."