Matthias was careful.  He'd been ambushed before by demons and the guilty trying to escape their forthcoming vengeance disguising themselves and the like.  But the fact that his vengeance sense didn't ping off of her held him up - it meant that she wasn't responsible for<em>this</em>event...though she could be responsible for others.  For the meantime, however...  "I do."  He edged back towards the bags, and rooted around in them with one hand, keeping the other on the handle of the Hellfire shotgun.  Once he had them in hand, he carefully approached her, pants proffered.<br/><br/>"Here."