Dooryard cloaks back out of sight. He does not want to take the risk of a secondary shooter taking a shot of him.
“Guardian, why do you believe the shooter would want to read with you?”
“Everyone should love to read books, they’re beautiful!”
While the Librarian chatters about books, the Owl like sniper’s body erupts in blood. The metallic horror reaches down before the gun drops and prepares to leap off of the building toward the Librarian.