The dog nosed, dog eared and moth winged just so happened to be wearing an orange t-shirt today. Well, what was left of one after the wings tore out the back of it, but it was still holding on. He's got his rifle in his hands and raises it as the demon turns its attention to him. But that wasn't a threat... "Um, y-yeah. I ate earlier."

Eating monsters was weird and he's not sure he'd be able to eat the ones in the hospital of all places.