Alexei couldn't move or speak... How hard did Winters hit him for him to be hallucinating this badly? However, his doubts were cleared as Melinda came running as well to the backroom. The girl was apparently scared senseless as she backed off and clung closer to Alexei; which found a small smile to Alexei's lips. The assassin shook his head as he looked Mild with a gun, pointing it at Winters; who was still alive. First off, they fought that monster, and second, they took out his spine and ribs... HOW COULD HE STILL BE MOVING?! Alexei exhaled as he tried not to panic; he was thinking... trying really hard not to just flail his gun around. The assassin closed his eyes as he looked at Mild; pointing his pistol at the shotgun.

"Drop the gun, Mild. We've got this." Alexei spoke to the trembling bar owner. "Get your finger off the trigger, Mild. Trust me. Come on, Mild, drop the gun. I've got you." Alexei spoke in a gentle tone as he tried in earnest to sound friendly. The assassin looked at Melinda whose eyes betrayed fear within her. He didn't like that; not at all. He didn't even like those guys who had been staring at her. Almost out of instinct, his left arm coiled around Melinda's shoulder as he tried to pull her closer. "Don't worry, Melinda... I've got you guys."

Alexei turned back to Mild and to Winters. "I know I am dick to you, Nerdlord, but just this once, trust me, and drop the freaking gun!"