Shamus followed Vincent with a look in his eye, the type of look that displayed the silent fury of the type that few people would have seen. "It's are job to bring this "man" back alive with no reason other than your precious believes him to be an asset. Though I am willing to bring this "person" back alive, which may I state will be quite difficult if we can even find the car, may I at least remove some of his less necessary organs?" Shamus asked with blank sarcasm as he waited for Zen, his shotgun cocked with anticipation for whatever they would face. "His spine, his heart, he seems to have no use for these objects, but what fun would that be? Somethings he actually needs, wants, maybe his arms or legs, maybe both. Skin would be another possible solution."