[The Crobat wurbles and flaps its lower wings. He tried.]

Can't blame Ray. Bats are built for hanging around being Halloween decorations, not being somebody's commute.

[Blake doesn't look straight at Lee. He doesn't know how he feels about the guy. He's a murderer, no two ways about it, but he's not the murderer Blake was after.]

[He mutter at the bar] Gotta do it sooner or later. Only way to get around here.