"It's not small talk! It's big talk. When the hell did you get your brain back? Shiiit."

He can already see something big and abhorrent rampaging at the end of the street. So he does what he does best.

He grabs someone and bites them. Right on the back of the neck. They shove him off and lift their hands, energy forming in the palms.

This lasts all of three seconds before he nods down the street and mutters, "Kill it." It's a command that immediately turns the person's aggressive attention away from him and sends them running after the creature.

Murphy wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. "Okay let's go the other way."