"You and me both," Hickey can't help but point out. What the fuck, Tozer? Why'd you suddenly get cowardly on them like that? Someone who was perfectly willing to yell at Crozier from the gallows, losing his nerve because of something as ridiculous as souls? He could be better.

There's a moment before Hickey realizes, groaning slightly, "Christ, d'you know who's going to break down incredibly when he sees what the Darkwalker can do? Irving. The moment he looks at one of those corpses that thing leaves behind, he'll probably start proselytizing then and there."