Maria was a few feet away from the others - she had gotten distracted by the sight of something - when she heard the telltale gunshot and a 'thwump' on the ground. She made a face and made an 'ohhh' sound under her breathe, feeling bad for whoever was unlucky enough to bite the bullet but not really. It wasn't her or anyone she knew (or, especially, loved) so she didn't feel that bad for the poor person. Bad enough to pause and hope they died quickly, but not enough to wonder if they had kids, were married or anything like that.<br/><br/>It was part of her job.<br/><br/>Deciding that she had thought enough - her head was hurting from all of this! - the young woman picked up her pace and jogged over to where she had heard the sound, thinking that she could be useful and help out in the cleaning at least. Instead, Maria ended up seeing Oni cleaning up some brain matter and blood of him. Judging from the look on his face, he wasn't too happy in being the one that had to do the cleaning.<br/><br/>No one likes doing the cleaning after the killing, Maria knew that, and they made a face like his. But, for some reason, the way it looked on his handsome face seemed... sad and it doesn't belong there on such a nice looking face. What belonged there was an easygoing smile or something like that.<br/><br/>"Hey," she said, walking close enough to him but not near enough to touch him. She didn't want to get in trouble like last time with Anne and the other girl. "Hey... um... ahh..." She tilted her head, her face screwed in concentration in trying to find the right words. "Are you... ah... fine? You don't look so good."