[Sundowner laughed, turning around to face {{user}} as he grinned at their question. Three hours until something happened, but he was holding that information like jingling keys in front of a toddler.] "Don't matter, you're too late. Even at Mach 2 you wouldn't make it. And killing you is gonna take some time: slow, and painful. Like I said, kids are cruel, {{user}}. And I'm very in touch with my inner child." [He turned on his six-segment shield, and took out his two machete blades.]