Kryner groaned and breathed sharply, "Uh no, it's it broke a rib I'm pretty sure," He panted and Del could see blood through his cloak and after tussling about with the PCD, his cloak then the fact they were in a car it just was a colossal fucking mess. Eventually getting Kryner out of the car she could see the hole where the bullet punched into his skin but then saw also where it was resting just below his skin on his back, when he leaned forward it almost popped and wiggled out. The crumpled bullet had only gone through the vest barely and the remainder of the force just carried on to hit the back of Kryner's ribcage. Meanwhile, Hoss was getting to the elevator and turning it manually to the bottom floor but cursed when the door at the bottom asked for a clearance combination.<br/>"Hey glad to see you joined the fight. Yeah I ran into an old business partner, turns out he's been dead for two years and some french shmuck was using his name. Now I gotta kill em, so why don't you come inside, don't shoot a man in a blue butterfly mask or a Gold rose mask, see ya soon Deli." He told her before hanging up and going back to the lobby.<br/><br/>Charles sighed looking it over and traded the I in, but realized now without the C that I wasn't going to be doing him any favors, "Shit." He said as he drummed his finger on the table before he just sort of shook his head before taking the A in wheat to spell Cat.<br/><br/>James turned to him and said, "It's alright my own son killed me and used my soul along with my wife's to fuel some sort of Stalingrante demon. He lived under my own roof so don't you worry yourself, he was crafty." James assured him before patting his shoulder.