"Good boy," Koz purred at him, "I'm going to need you to drop everything you're carrying on that stump over there. Everything, if you please. That means shirts, pants, and boots. Keep you skivvies, please. Now, you understand that was just a precaution, right? I'm not here to get hurt, and neither are you, and neither is she," Koz made a rough gesture to Jill, "Now, as soon as you've done that, I'll let her go, completely unharmed, understand?"