Scrambling to his feet as he refastened his jeans, if Chris had any feelings one way or the other about being licked clean by a creature nearly twice his size then they were obscured beneath the perceptible spinning up of numerous other, more important questions. That said, quick though he was in recovering mental faculties in spite of their activities, he had some difficulty holding on to any one of those questions long enough to voice any of them aloud just yet.

He picked up the tools he'd taken from the bag previously and returned them to it before dragging the duffel out from the back seat and shouldering it. Stepping back from the Humvee, now rendered useless, he glanced over at his monstrous companion. Impressive though the transformation was, it didn't immediately lend itself to any less conspicuous means of transportation that he could see. "How?"