Serph has (un?)fortunately never seen a hot dog in his life, so the shape of the weinermobile only strikes him as strange and completely impractical. (Who would make a vehicle like this? What was its purpose even?) He readily accepts the hand up, clambering onto the roof without too much difficulty.

Once he's up on the roof -- with a nod of acknowledgement to the other drifter for the help up -- Serph settles himself comfortably before turning his gaze out into the darkness. He stays silent, perfectly still.

As the quiet stretches on, in one quick movement he draws his gun and fires once, twice, thrice, into the darkness. But Serph recognises the grey-skinned monster; it's a Forneus... a monster he's fortunately familiar with from his original world. The first bullet strikes the body of the human-like half upper body, causing the monster to rear up -- exposing its pale underside -- before the second and third bullet strikes where he knows the heart to be. With a muted, gurgling cry, the monster falls to the ground, not quite lifeless but well on its way.

"How many points is that?"