Skip sighs a little, shaking her head a bit. She can't offer too much by way of information. She doesn't know this man. She can't just tell anyone about the Blood Moon.

"Let's put it this way-- Got a threat from a pretty reliable source. So..."

She shrugs. She thinks the gun her in hand makes it pretty obvious how seriously she's taking that threat, and it's not wrong to do it.

"An' -- 'fore you ask -- I didn' call the coppers 'cause they wouldn' believe me anyway."