As Dean freed him, Travers stood up from the chair and really toyed with the idea of making a break for it but Dean's gun at his face stopped him from entertaining the idea, along with the threat thrown his way. He held his hands up slightly in defence as he got shoved toward the door and walked across the room and opened the door, stepping out. 

He gulped at Dean's threat of killing them all tonight if his fellow skinwalker had hurt Mika in any way and he just knew deep down that this was his death day because there was no way the officer skinwalker in question hadn't harmed her in some way. He was hot headed skinwalker and brash. He was hard to control and that was one of the reasons why he was talking with the man earlier. he was tired of having to cover up his messes by finishing off his kills, putting himself at risk of being found out. 

"what makes you think she's at my workplace?" he asked, not sure if he would even get an answer but thought if he could keep Dean talking maybe he won't shoot him on principle. He kept walking and headed toward his workplace with Dean, trying to act casual and calm as if nothing was out place but he still felt incredibly nervous. He couldn't even shift in the street to defend himself and he hated it. 

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After the groan from pain, Mika couldn't help but laugh slightly as she lowered her head to eye level once again. "Gotta say, that's a pretty weak punch for a so called officer of the law. It's pretty ironic actually" she said to him, seeing it was just riling him up all the more. 

She didn't want to be anymore injured but she also knew that being hurt would just anger Dean all the more which would make these shifters all the more screwed. She continued to try and wriggle her hands free of the restraints but she had to give him credit for actually doing a decent job. The camping rope was just cutting into her wrists instead of getting looser. 

"Oh I've just begun sweet cheeks" he retorted, fighting off the urge to shift right here and now. He may not be a bear skinwalker but he could still a decent amount of damage in his animalistic form. So he cracked his knuckles together for the time being, whilst also glacning up at the wall clock. "you know what...screw this I'm bored!" he said, pulling Mika's phone out of his pocket after he took it when she was unconscious, looking through her past calls and recognised the name Dean from when she mentioned it before being knocked out. 

He pressed the dial button and held the phone up to his ear, letting it ring.