Lennon's heart was pounding so hard that it felt like he could taste the pulse of it as he wondered if he was about to be shot again. He didn't notice any hesitation on the part of his attacker, although he did relax somewhat when Felix called to him. "Thanks for that," he replied, his tone mildly sarcastic. Given the limitations he had going, he might have been seriously angry if it had been anyone other than Felix or one of his other friends that had shot him. "I can't get these fucking goggles off. It's my punishment for getting voted most likely to watch porn. Awesome, yeah?"
He sat up and then stood, slinging the pack over one shoulder and walking in the direction of Felix's voice, gun ready in his hand. He couldn't see if he'd hit the other man or not, and he wasn't sure if Felix would shoot him again, but what else was he supposed to do? Sit like a bump on a freaking log? He absolutely had to figure out some way to not come in in the bottom three, because that would suck.