Rico stops running, not just because his words have gotten through to him, but rather because he recognises that voice. The one with the vaguely familiar Mega City One accent. It pings something ill at ease in the back of his brain, but he pivots smoothly on one heel to cover up his discomfort, scowling viciously.

Sure, it's strange that the children would be laughing instead of screaming, but Rico would be a hypocrite if he said he didn't understand that reaction.

"Exactly. If you won't help, then fine." He snaps. "But their presence is so far-fetched that you'd assume..."

He doesn't quite get to finish that thought. The laughter suddenly surrounds them, and it's pretty difficult to defend his reasoning when several things that are most definitely not children flashes into a corner of his vision from a distance. He grips his lawgiver, training his aim as he backs slightly towards Nova.