The muffled Angrish curses the unlucky guy gives out as the gel rounds knock him to the ground suggest that yes, he is not happy. On the other hand, being on the ground and gasping greedily for air means that happyness (or unhappyness) don't matter. It also almost shocks the group into breaking then and there. Almost.<br/><br/>The group's 'sammy' manages to keep them together, despite getting a magical hammering from Bunny's fellow runner. Rather literally, too, as the concussive force makes the air shimmer and the would-be sammy almost buckle.<br/><br/>|You one of those that likes no bodies, right?|, comes the shaman's AR message. There's a little bit of a stand off, especially as the drones seem to keep on keeping on the warehouse and the other runners keep trimming those numbers.