[ The shriek makes the ears on his head flatten again his skull, flinching in the slightest at both the abrupt noise and then the cold that seems to crawl across his face and stay there, lingering like a second skin. Dice draws back abruptly, swiping a hand across his features to try and get rid of the feeling, before registering the words pointed in his direction. Sounds like police. Police bad. ]

W-Woah, woah, whaddaya mean call'em?! C'mon, just do me a solid here...! Just a little bit's all I'm asking!

[ He's really not looking to get arrested? Please? If possible, he bows his head further, clasping his hands together so hard they've turned white. His stomach grumbles in turn, like a bottomless hole amidst the weird moon garbage happening. Man, if he passed out, Riou wouldn't even be here to help him out...and Ramuda and Gentaro definitely wouldn't be here to bust him out of trouble, either.

Things are looking dim, Dice 'ol pal. Maybe it's time to go to the big slot machine in the sky. ]

Ugh...this...might be the end...