[ He hardly flinches as he feels the bullet enter, but he does stop in his tracks, staring at her flatly. Wait, but she just shot him. Shouldn't Shadow be pleased about that? ]
Hmph. Not fast enough.
[ ... or he could be a picky perfectionist. That's fine (?), too. Whatever. He begins to reach a hand down, carelessly sticking a finger in to - oh god - gruesomely remove the bullet. Sheesh. ]
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Hmph. Not fast enough.
[ ... or he could be a picky perfectionist. That's fine (?), too. Whatever. He begins to reach a hand down, carelessly sticking a finger in to - oh god - gruesomely remove the bullet. Sheesh. ]