Thomas shrugged as he tested his leg, seeing if the wound had healed. Once he as sure it had he got to his feet and hopped out of the container, saying pleasantly, "If you don't want to be around me, you don't have to stay. I don't have to put up with a low-life like you." Thomas looked towards the alley, not knowing where it went, but deciding it was safer than the streets now. He began walking towards it, placing his weapon back in the holster. "And don't act like you have a right to be mad." Thomas laughed, "You weren't the one who got shot. I admit, there are better ways to handle a situation like that, but I really didn't care to try them. If you don't like how I am then you are more than welcome to take three steps back and fuck right off."