[While Winston is used to having his mind always occupied with thoughts and calculations. The thoughts of others .. well. The crystalline structure in the temple was the first - but it makes his fur bristle all the same. Thankfully, the unusual warning is enough for Winston to somersault out of the way so the Chameleoid tastes the sand instead of gorilla.]

We have to get the creature further away from the townspeople. If we could just [Swoop! Gotta duck again.] - calculate a way to get into combat range.

[What he wouldn't give to have his inventions right now; even his old jetpack is gone. At home, and even here, Winston still feels like he has a responsibility to be a hero. He has the knowledge - he just has to start from scratch and think through the problem.]