[Thankfully, he knows how to fall. He'd damn well better, by now. So although pushing himself back up is painful, he's able to do it under his own steam. Besides, it was bad enough needing the help from... himself? The first time around.

Talking of-]

Cognitions and Shadows are one thing. They're affected by how much society or the owner of the Shadow is even aware of how gunshot injuries work. Reality is another. You can't simply wish or will away the effects, and if I know myself, I'd say that we aren't the kind to shy away from the consequences of our own actions.

[Back on his feet, properly. He takes a deep breath. This close to the park, and things smell greener, cleaner.]

It stinks, you know.