Jeff for the first time in a long time merely remained silent throughout the whole spectacle. His expressionless face did not show what he was thinking of the small frail child with the demon like voice, nor did it really change when Daniel apologized as if it were her own sister,then continued to break down his wall of emotionless nature. Of course he was intrigued, curious, and even a bit nervous, but it wasnt the body next to the girl, it wasnt the strange syringe that she held, nor was it the sickly glow of her eyes. No, what took him was how scared the young girl was. For a strange reason, it reminded him of times passed, before he joined the Knights... when he was an orphan. He knew that look all too well, scared, not being able to fend off whatever it was that was scaring you. At least she had this [i] Rosie [/i] character that she spoke of. But even then the frailty of the child was still very much present.

He could tell she wanted to say she wasnt his little sister, but something stopped her from doing so, perhaps something from her past? "Everyone hurts in their own ways..." whispered Jeff to himself, not intending for anyone else to hear, but more for himself. The little girl continued to talk about asking for their names, but inquired that they were running out of time, it was then Jeff noticed the steadily increasing WHUMPS that seemed to get closer and closer until...

That roar... that horrendous roar... it was unlike anything he had heard before, out of instinct, he shifted so that Kennedy would be more behind him, his habit of protecting his leader and friend, and he was just about to pull out his hand cannon until he noticed Poppy to stay very still and quiet. Jeff forced his hand away from his weapon and he held his breath and soon enough the plodding of the footsteps quieted, allowing Jeff to breathe a sigh of relief. Bringing back his joking smile, he looked to Poppy and said quietly "Your daddy doesnt seem to be the type that takes lightly to strangers huh?"