Gin was suddenly very glad Effy was there, as much as he didn't want her in the line of danger, she was probably the only thing keeping Casey alive at the moment. With the threat of a gun, reluctantly Gin released his grip on the mans wrist, his nails coated in fresh blood. He lightly shakes the hand and glances at his blood coated nails in utter disgust, a very rare thing to be seen from him. If he managed to get another hold on Casey, if ever, it wouldn't be mere scratches left on his corpse. He didn't hold up his hands in fear or defense, he merely keeps his gaze sternly on Casey as the gun was placed to his forehead. Again, Gin just really wanted to laugh. He had dealt with magic that was much more dangerous than this thing Casey considered dangerous. 

But, Gin wouldn't complain that he now had the gun pointed at him. He'd actually rather have it only pointed in his direction, not towards Effy. He slowly exhales a rough, angry seeming breath before he speaks. "You really think there would be a show tonight if you shot me in the head, in front of her?" The end of his words sounded more like an unintentional growl. Slowly though he was moving his hands around to his back pocket, to get his wallet and the ticket. "I am getting the ticket, you can put your damned toy away."

It was one of the reasons now why Gin could see others might hate humans. There were the ones like Casey who were nuts and on drugs, but then there were also the ones who were like Effy. And if he had to choose, Effy easily outweighed Casey's crazy. Not that they would be dealing with his crazy much longer after he had a talk with Samual and maybe Micael... No one liked talking to Micael though, he was dangerous, even more dangerous than Casey with his gun at the moment.