"Bunny, Price, a few folks I don't know- I think I saw Rowena and Cammie running around." Dan hopes Stacia's hearing is better than a normal human's in this form, because there's only so far he can raise his bruise of a voice and he's trying to keep some space between them as he plays roadrunner to the nightrenders' coyotes. "No word on how many folks we got to evacuate."

Dan has that wild, desperate look of someone who hopes he's the last one out, if at all. Having a nightrender spill open all your worst memories like they're upturning a bucket of Halloween candy will do that.

He sees what Stacia is doing and feels so proud of her, even though she isn't his, even though he can't take any credit for her smarts and moxie. He draws his bow and fires arrow after arrow behind him, into the nightrender's mouth, keeping an eye on the second one following him around.