Kurt was now even more unamused than he had been previously with the group. Squabbling like children was one thing, but outright shooting at each other was utter madness. Had he the voice to say it, he would have called them both morons for their complete lack of camaraderie or at least lack of discipline when it came to shooting their own allies...and now they seemed to be fist fighting...

Letting loose what would amount to sigh, Kurt began to walk closer to the pair. Entrenching tool in hand he tried to make some manner of gesture that would make them stop, or at least consider their actions. Though the action he chose was perhaps, insulting, raising his hand to each of them like some one would do in a panicked situation against a large predatory animal. It was a minor effort however, perhaps they'd listen to some sorts of reason...lest death come. If all else failed, a swift blow with an entrenching tool would do the job of any punch and then some.