He's met this kid before but can't for the life of him remember his name and its not what's on his mind at this point anyway. The ache in his chest from trying to force a decent breath is taking most of his attention and he's suddenly acutely aware of the blood covering half his face from the first punch. But the kid is just a kid, right? He'd seemed pretty ordinary before and Plourr's still standing so he doesn't lower the gun.

'Stupid? Stupid would be to not shoot this bitch.'

Damnit. He's lost a fucking tooth.