Hiding was something he could and would do very, very willingly. He knew he couldn't fight any of these things, after all, and he didn't want to die. He wasn't the noble hero die in battle type. If he'd legitimately thought he could add something he would if something happened to pose a danger to him as well, at least in his mind, but that was the extent of his heroism. Slithering away quickly, Jay shifted away the last of his human remnants to better streamline his body before beginning to cram himself behind a dumpster.

The smell was terrible and he nearly gagged, and he couldn't due to the strength of the smell catch the scent of anything beyond the garbage, but it was a tight place that these creatures would probably not expect to find a civilian crammed in the tiny space between the dumpster and the wall. In this form, he couldn't hear what was going on out there, but curiosity would lead him to poke his head out every so often before pulling it back in to remain out of sight.