Interrupted by something suddenly taking a hold of him, he lurches back out of reflex, though not enough to get out of it or anything. Once he sees it's Bariyan Eridan holds his arm up and points the wand towards one of Bariyan's shoulders, scowling.

"Let go a' me!"

Hasn't taken a shot yet, but he will soon. MAKE YOUR MOVE UNDEEEEEEAD.