[ Aisle two? He glances up at the numbers atop the rows for just a moment, and without an answer, strides toward the aforementioned aisle himself. It's unpleasant, but since she's the one that knows what they're looking for and all he can do is take care of any trouble, it makes more sense that he take the job.

A spark of blue begins to dance around the ornament at his forehead as he walks, and to infrared vision, his right arm would be beginning to glow brightly. The creature notices him about halfway down the aisle and starts toward him with a quick shuffle. He ducks under its uncoordinated grab for him, and though the punch he swings isn't fast or with any particular strength behind it, that heated power flares on contact and its head disintegrates. The blue sparking goes dead as the body falls, and he turns to head back toward Batgirl. ]