loudly: Fine, suit yourself you ignorant bastard.

A series of screeches and grunts bellows out from the darkness as the drones stumble around in an effort to find the source of the noise. After a few moments however, they fade back into silence again leaving only the sounds of the rain… and of mark chewing. He’s trying to make a point of his ownership of food while staring at Steve across the rooftop. Another disapproving shake of his head, a sharp sigh, and he flips the switch on the lamp to kill the light.

The roof is instantly lit up again, but only for a second as a flash of lightning cracks across the sky. The responding screams from the street then matched by a crack of thunder as the horde finds a new deity to worship. This was going to be