He can't say why that feels like a bad idea. Maybe, he rationalizes, it's because it's making loud noises at night where someone could hear. Even though he wants one person to... He gives the man a slightly anxious look before complying.

"Trevor! Hey!"

In the distance, something moves. It's fleeting - a deeper shadow nestled within shadows - and he loses sight of it almost instantly. In another life, he might know better than to pick the pace up to a light jog towards the thing. Apparently, not so much in this one.