Janus tried to collect himself.  He reluctantly let the serpent take Fenson under his wing and drew out his switchblade.  "Hold this position... hold this position..." he mumbled to himself, squeezing his blue eyes shut and running a hand through his red hair.  He opened them again and examined the creature anew, taking in every last detail.<br/><br/>Fenson was starting to look pale, even despite his dark skin tone.  The blood on his face was beginning to dry.  His eyes were wide open - still blinking but glazed.  Janus looked at him in fear.