She's too busy being curious over what he's starting to do to cry out over his grabbing a corpse on fire. Torch and gun still out, she watches the plan unfold, watches one body set the rest aflame.

The jiangshi have proven themselves smart, and one that remained untouched by the bonfire mob easily avoids the sparks, practically gliding for Peggy, walking right by the other man without so much as a second glance.

She doesn't even bother with her gun this time - just marches forward to meet it, and lights it up with a swipe across the chest. But she's also watching the man, because, well - his hands sure look just fine, despite just launching a flaming corpse through the air.

"Smart thinking," she offers, but her tone implies more questioning is likely on the way.