[Calm is a relative term, but he at least keeps from wringing his hands together anxiously when she pulls away. It doesn't do anything to stop the look on his face when she does find the casing, because he knows guns well enough to recognize it - and he knows what it likely means to find something there.]
I was shot, then.
[And given the amount of blood that's around, even as dried as it is, he can guess at the next part.]
And I must've...must've bled to death before I could stop the bleeding.
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I was shot, then.
[And given the amount of blood that's around, even as dried as it is, he can guess at the next part.]
And I must've...must've bled to death before I could stop the bleeding.