Moments passed... Bane lie there, stirring, moaning, his stomach shrinking at a rapid pace.  Finally, several people stood back after Heretic's explanation as Bane got to his feet slowly, rubbing his eyes as though fatigued.  He rounded on them slowly, and it was clear that the whites of his eyes were now a deep pink due to all the capillaries surfacing.<br/><br/>"Maybe you should try something before you knock it, my fellow fox." Bane murmured in a contented tone, stretching and cracking every available joint to loosen up.<br/><br/>"St-stop there..." One of the privates zeroed his handgun on the halfbreed, shaken.<br/><br/>"Put it down." Bane ordered, no firmness or foreboding in his voice.  The private was trembling - and there was a shot.  Blood jetted from the halfbreed's thigh, the outer edge of it scraped, and the private lowered his weapon in shock.<br/><br/>"I didn't - " He started to explain, but the foxboy was gone.  A blur off the walls, all they could hear was the pit-pit-pat of his feet moving at a startling successive rate - almost the instant he had left his position, he was gripping the private's gun arm in one hand, raising another gently to signal calm.  Most began to move away from them, as Bane gently put the private's hand down, dropping the weapon as well.<br/><br/>"Feels a lot more... I'm kinda hyper..." He started bouncing on his feet, playfully, letting the soldier go with a grin.  "Kinda like..."  Kind of like, well, he was using one hundred percent of that huge meal he'd just taken in, that was still protruding slightly from his stomach.