Mytch nodded along with Jackson. "Police stations maybe, but I'd be willing to bet that they'd be looking for others." He pulled out his watch and looked at it, more for his own comfort of habit than anything else. "Maybe they're in the streets, or in other houses, looking for friends or neighbours."
He glanced around, not seeing anything in the immediate vicinity, and then glanced down at himself, shifting between his feet. Suddenly, he looked to Jackson and, in a rare bout of insecurity, asked, "Am I too intimidating? Some people are intimidated by height, maybe I should pick a different form?"