Leon Meyer
Oh god no.
Leon sprung up, circling around the graveyard, loosening his tie. Where one Nightmare appears, more would surely follow. And just one nightmare was enough to kill all three of the humans, even with both him and Mary Rose present.
He couldn't let that happen. These humans were the first lead in a long time. The only actual chance that he might get to go home, and leave this god forsaken madhouse of terrors. They cannot die. He would not let them. And he definitely would not let a Nightmare touch them.
The three humans were reacting just as expected, with mixed degrees of shock and fear. But they didn't even know what a Nightmare was. They didn't know what it could do. If they did, they would have started running already. Though they wouldn't get far. And if they knew what a Nightmare was capable of, they'd stop their petty squabbling over cigarettes and etiquette. If only they even had an idea of how precious their own lives were. And how foolish it is to risk them by continuing to stay. Humans are all fools.
He approached Mary Rose, placing a hand on her shoulder, and bending to whisper in her ear.
"You need to leave. Get them all away."
He wrapped his tie around his right hand - a makeshift hand wrap, so as to not injure his knuckles. Although it's not like he'd even land a punch on the Nightmare anyway. He started to edge to the side, angling to walk behind the Nightmare. He knew that she'd likely notice, especially with his jury-rigged 'preparation'. So hopefully, she'll take enough notice to turn her back on the humans, and focus on him. Maybe it would give Mary Rose the window she'd need.
He didn't call out. He didn't do anything but slowly, and less-than-subtly try and move behind her. An action that would scream louder than any word. Garner more attention than any spoken challenge. His steps were sure, his hands were steady, but his eyes conveyed the hesitation and fear that he felt. For this could go wrong very, very quickly.