[He doesn't flinch when the creature goes up, but - it's almost comical how the urge to reach somewhere hidden for a dagger, like up a sleeve or in a boot, becomes reflexive when you're staring down an enemy. It's only when he realizes that the dagger's not there that the Bulette freezes, and he looks at it, bewildered, as it disappears.]
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...Oh...oh, no. I guess we did. Shoot.