[ Jesse's eyes are peeled on the demon thing while clambering over the seat. He only manages to tear his eyes away to look at the person shoving him aside — and Jesse lets out the most confused yelp of surprise at the bizarre gun-wielding raccoon before nearly leaping out of his skin, collapsing against the seat in fright at the explosion.
He gapes at the oozing, demolished demon mess on the floor, chest heaving in panting breath. Then snaps his gaze to the raccoon as his gun is pushed down. He'd forgotten in the whole calamity of what just happened that he'd been aiming it. His gaze darts back to the demon thing, then whips back onto the raccoon. He gulps and makes a nervous clambering motion in the seat, like he's trying to back away from the raccoon, except there's nowhere for him to go, seeing he's seated.
Staring. Just... staring. Dumbfounded staring, face pale and a little pasty with sweat. ]
Oh my goddddddd
He gapes at the oozing, demolished demon mess on the floor, chest heaving in panting breath. Then snaps his gaze to the raccoon as his gun is pushed down. He'd forgotten in the whole calamity of what just happened that he'd been aiming it. His gaze darts back to the demon thing, then whips back onto the raccoon. He gulps and makes a nervous clambering motion in the seat, like he's trying to back away from the raccoon, except there's nowhere for him to go, seeing he's seated.
Staring. Just... staring. Dumbfounded staring, face pale and a little pasty with sweat. ]