[ Consider the teenager completely unaffected by his increasing grumpiness. He keeps the comment of "well you're weird lookin' enough to be, shuck-face" to himself, and instead simply raises eyebrows up his forehead.

It's clear by his expression he's not an ounce convinced. ]

If I stole a bunch of people and wiped their brains, I wouldn't want 'em to know I did it either. [ To be fair, that could put him as a possible kidnapper, but he's not really thinking like that at the moment, it's more sass to sass. ]

What's with that, then? [ He gestures with the flashlight at what he had been fiddling with before. ]