"Right." Yeah, this definitely isn't his thing. His usually just hits whatever horrible thing is coming at him and lets the other guys work out the rest. "Thanks for clearing that up, but I have a question for you. How the hell do we know this bomb even has a trigger? For all we know all these guys have to do is wave their hands and boom."

You get the picture.

So this is why he wanted the guy still conscious, now watching them in terror from his spot on the floor. Sometimes you just have to ask for directions. Hellboy crouches down in front of him again, the kedan's wide-eyed look meeting his even, golden gaze.

"You know anything about a bomb?"

The man's look of fear turns into disgust as he spits a mouthful of blood on Hellboy's jacket, swearing he'll tell him nothing. Hellboy grabs the guy's shoulder, slamming him up against the wall.

"Now what did I tell you about pissing me off?"