Davon didn't really understand what happened. One second the hooded guy was in front of him, the other he was behind him with a sharp black blade at his neck. This planet was just messed up. All he wanted was a refuge from the darkness, the cold, and the monsters, and this guy was really not letting him be. The woman wasn't even trying to get the dark thing off of him.
He wanted to spit at the dark face but only managed to turn enough to spit at forward in the air.
"You guys are sure messed up. Go on you bastard! Kill me then! I've had enough. What would my friends say if they get to know that I died because I wanted to have a rest, wow. I didn't even want to sit on the fucking couch! I didn't know taking a step was such a crime here! And you, shadow wizard, you say I'm the threat when this is the second weapon you used against me since I fell in this place. I haven't even touched mine, Jesus Christ. You know what? I'm leaving, yes I am dear sir! And you lady are real nice as well, a very good role model for the little one, congrats! I've been dropped in this shit-hole, I helped everyone I could, the green men and this poor invertebrate, and this is what I get? Holy shit, life IS unfair. Darwin was such an idiot as well. Survival of the fittest? Bah, bullshit. More like survival of the assholes. I've got only one more thing to say: Fuck. You."
Those last two words, Davon said them slow and full of feeling, he would've looked red-eyes straight in the pupils if the scythe wouldn't have been pinning him in place. Instead he looked at the woman, with an angry look, which was very close to sadness as well though.
"And now, if you'd let me go... I'd like to be on my way and find another hole where hopefully there won't be any more creatures like you!"