Rico doesn't pay Claire much mind when she does her strange thing, determined to ignore her presence as well as he could until a giant drokking lizard thing erupts from the spitting spectral flare. Pretty hard to ignore that, even for him.

He freezes, takes a running dive towards cover and goes into full threat mode, already hatching a somewhat risky plan involving a hurled charge and a bullet intersecting paths. Those giant dagger teeth look threatening enough. Translucent - how solid is it? Can it go through walls?

But it focuses down on Claire instead, and Rico has a half-second of hope that it goes and eats her first. But unfortunately not. He watches it trundle off with a hard frown, standing up abruptly and striding towards Claire feeling like a fool, masking the sudden race in his heartbeat by the influx of adrenaline. Not that he would ever show it.

"Director." He grinds out, jabbing a finger in the same direction Claire just did. How the hell did something like that come out of a pencil-pusher? "What is that?"