He has, in fact, been getting training from Mopey Muscles. Billy doesn't linger on that, keeping a watchful eye on ground and sky for more of the creatures. "Yeah. Yeah, this shit is from home and that thing," he points in the direction of the gate, "houses the worst one. Big, can't come through, but I won't go near it."

And he can't talk about it. Not now, maybe not ever really. If he does it now, Billy knows he'll absolutely lose it again and have to hide in the diner again until he snaps out of it or it's safe again. Billy ignores the thoughts and kicks the demobat off of his weapon before hauling it over his shoulder.

Yeah. Billy looks cool.

"Don't know. I don't know anything about portals from Hawkins. Just that one creature in there. And the vines. Maybe rats." Eyes look down and around really quick to see if there's any rats.

Then those eyes lift to Tommy's. "Don't let the vines get around you." He knows that won't be a problem for someone like Tommy being a superhero and all, but warnings are good at least. "Any idea how you want to try and explode them?"