"Sure, I will." He slowly rose up, and stared at his gun. He left it on the ground, wary of the gore on it; he'd need to find something to clean it with. "Afterwards, I'm gonna head to the kitchen.  I think snacks are in order after that ordeal." He said with a light laugh. Really, he wanted to get some food in mostly to deal with the impending low blood sugar; glucose tablets could stave off a low, but even if he took some of those, he'd need a more substantial carbohydrate to really correct the problem.<br/><br/>"You drag them by the hands, I'll get the feet?" He'd say as he moved to grab the feet of the current corpse he was dragging, and assisting him.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Inventory and Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body">[empty]<br/>Insulin Pump (Battery life: 17 days, insulin reservoir: 197/300 units)<br/>Continuous blood glucose monitor (Battery life: 17 days)<br/>Glucose Tablets (x20)<br/>Three vials of Humalog (2,800 units)<br/><br/>Current HP/SP Status:<br/>Body Points:       87/90<br/>Stamina Points    59/62<br/>Status: Tired<br/></div></div>