"Maybe. I don't know." It's not exactly a pleasant thought, and he'd rather not see Zouichi mind-controlled ever again. "The actual Earth in zombie meat? What're they going to do with a giant meatball?"

He jumps as the rodent skitters by his foot. The flashlight beam dances around before he gathers himself back together and rights the light.

"Do I seem like hero material to you? Nah, I'm totally fine being Lockheed to your Shadowcat."