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[But he laughs, lets it out in a hard chuckling breath, hunching forward slightly but remaining successfully on his feet. His blood leaking through his fingers, it's actually amusing. So this is karma coming back to bite him, huh?
He hasn't heard a word Miranda's said since his last reply, but while staring down Cross he's determined to continue with something. The gunshot's still ringing in his ears and a metallic taste is slipping up his throat.] If I were them I'd actually be insulted by this pathetic little garden.