Slowly comeing out of it, Ace finds himself far more alert then he had ever been before. Passing it up to adrenaline, he looks down hat his camp. "Dear god, what was that? What came over me? My stuff, I need to go back for my guns. Come, we can make it to my hole I think. "At this he grins at Michael, flashing a set of Razer sharp teeth, and starts to clime down like an idiot. First he makes his way to his door, thankfully untouched, and gestures at it hoping the other guy would understand. "I have to get my guns, could you make sure that my stuff is allright?" Quickly he starts to move to the pile of rabbit bits, occasionally passing a live one munching on it's kin's guts.