Seth shakes his head, blinking, knowing he needs a clear view to get a shot. Not certain he can get one though. Jumping when he hears a voice, one familiar to him. Shifting, putting himself in a way to position himself between Tim and ... whatever the fuck that is.

Glancing towards Tim, bringing the gun up slowly, barely glancing back to make sure he was in the general range of that monstrosity.

"What the ever loving fuck is that?" He demands to know, though he kind of listens, taking a step back, moving closer to Tim.