[ If Dito's well enough to throw a fit and tear into it like that, there's no need to worry about him. As for the other two, they don't seem to have sustained any damage at all. He checks himself over once, patting a few things and adjusting, but he can't find anything of immediate concern. It's fortunate that he was meant to be more durable than most. If he were human, he's pretty sure he'd be sitting down for awhile.

Instead he'll push himself up, placing his hands on his lower back as he pops it before walking over as though they weren't just dealing with a monster that took all four of them to take down, inspecting what's left of it from a distance away. He's not really interested in getting coated in blood splatter, but even at a glance it's easy to see that it's oddly made.. Well, that's something to be worried about later. ]

Yeppers, dead as a doornail. Nice timing on that one... Sheesh, what a pain in the ass that was.

[ He looks to Bonnie. ]

Find anything good?