[The sight of a large bull moose charging through the streets was enough to draw Enoch's attention long before the woman's voice reached his ears. This place could be extremely strange, and while his fellow otherworlders more or less got a free pass on all of that? Somehow, things like this still felt oddly surreal after a year of some of the most random things.

But he is nothing if not a good samaritan. The large stranger lunges at a stack of crates, shouldering them with far more force than muscle can account for. They topple and fall into the now quite frightened Bullwinkle's path, forcing him to turn around.]

There! [he calls back to Lucy.] Try blocking it in before it passes you!

[They can calm him once he's contained, but he doubts even all the love he can generate would put it at ease in this state.]