So, he could either end up in Leona's belly or die at the hands of Donny. Andy sighed and rubbed the back of his neck, the situation seemed hopeless. Faced with the prospect of death he thought about his situation briefly, but he ended up shrugging with resignation. He should be afraid, terrified even, but he felt a strange acceptance. At least he had proven he could distract Leona quite well. After a quick glance towards he others he groaned, they didn't seem to be any closer to disabling the device, here he was risking his life and they were goofing around. He needed a solution, but the only thing that came to mind was the licorice. It was worth a shot, but he doubted the trigger-happy killer would let him get something from his backpack, that man would probably think he'd reach for a gun he didn't even have. He would have loved to play an ignoring game with Donny, but the situation called for a different approach. Since bullies liked attention, which was why he had chosen to give Donny as little attention as he could, it was possible ignoring Leona for a bit could help. Especially since talking didn't improve the situation.

"I can save your life," he said as he looked towards Donny, guessing those words would keep the man from shooting long enough to finish his sentence. "I'll just need to get the stitching materials from my backpack. Unless you prefer bleeding to death." This was something Donny couldn't do by himself, stitching the wound, he just hoped Donny would see that.