"...F*ck no..."

"Hey. Is there anything else we can do to help you?" The baseball cap-wearing woman he shot earlier, asks while looking at his fallen squad.

"Why?" He asks, his inner thought coming out as his chest becomes heavier due to his very recent loss.

"I-I appreciate the thought, but… superiori are not supposed to be here. Especially tourists." He informs the strangers while trying to suppress the heavy feeling in his heart.

He is distracted from what he is feeling however, seeing the confusion in the strangers' faces.

"You guys didn't know that?" He asks.

"Fuck no." Says the young man.

And with that, he sees the strangers exchange glances before they all become silent.

A few minutes later, Adrian sees the young man remove his palm on his wound.

Looking down, he is shocked to find that his wound not only stopped bleeding, he also feels it has clotted up.