Damn, why'd they have to switch to a conversation he cares about. He doesn't move much except to fold his hands together over his stomach. He doesn't even open his eyes.

"She said the kids are saved every year with her. They're still around," he murmurs grimly. He taps one finger against the top of his other hand, turning a thought over in his head. "Did it bother any of you how much the monster today looked like a child?"