"Oh." She sounded almost disappointed, and curled up a little on the coverlet. "I don't know why John would hate you," she said, calling up the image of John and, as she did so, the events previous. She brought her knees up a little closer, but she didn't start shaking or crying again. "I am just tired. I don't like guns." She said the last while turning her eyes nearer to Peter, and offering a very weak smile for a very bad attempt at humor as she stated the obvious.
To Micah (far away, in the doorway, she had to look over the bottom of her eyelids and open her eyes a little wider than they wanted to go) she said, "Eliot will survive. You did, right? You didn't get shot." She was prepared to be informed that he was the one that did the shooting, actually.