[He has his left arm out like a shield, looking like he's ready for a fight, and one where he's going to be fighting defensively on top of that.

It's not like he's had any experience at all with creepy clown boxes, so when he approaches it, it's warily, and he only takes a few cautious steps forward.]

No arguments here over throwing one of those things over the highest cliff on this island.

[He eyes Beau so he can keep most of his attention focused on the box.]

You think it might be some kind of camouflage for a predator?

[Hello, paranoia.]