His expression softens some, because while different, it's not... completely different from what he's used to. "They do. They're not supposed to," he says with a sigh. "We call 'em BTs— Beached Things. They don't come back as people. They come back as, well.. monsters."

Just talking about it is creepy enough for him, by the barely-suppressed shudder. "If they come into contact with a living thing, they trigger an explosion known as a voidout. They're bad news; they can wipe out entire populations of people in an instant."