andrew looked at the two from his hiding spot...he saw that one of them was a feral, like himself...and the guy, he didnt know what he could do, but he bet his tail that he was psionic..he heard bullets whizz pass them. "better help them out" he said to himself..he half jumped, half climbed his way to the roof. "you guys in some kind of trouble?" he asked them, keeping his distance so the bullets couldnt touch him.