Upon hearing a bullet being fired, Tristan's eyes narrowed, but not in annoyance or the like; he wanted to see where the bullet had come from, seeing as how he didn't exactly want to get shot. He rolled his eyes when Fenris called him redwing again, and supposed he would have to introducer himself, since, after all, he didn't like that name. The young man leaned down and picked up the gun before running as well, following Fenris still. It would have been idiotic to leave the gun there, seeing as how the thug would have just grabbed it and would have started shooting again.
"Well, this is grand..." he said in an emotionless voice, making it hard to tell whether or not he was being sincere when he said that.
"Well, this is grand..." he said in an emotionless voice, making it hard to tell whether or not he was being sincere when he said that.