Koinu's hands clenched into fists. Oooh, he had a lot to say to that. He shoved Serento aside and got right up in Reagan's face, snarling. "What the hell is your problem? We heard gunshots. So we came running to save your ass. What would you have done if someone ran off, told you not to follow, and then got shot in the fucking leg? If we hadn't come, there would still be a bullet in your leg, and you might've bled out on the streets with no one here to even say goodbye! You should be down on your knees thanking us, you ungrateful bastard!" His eyes never left Reagan's, and to anyone watching, it was as though flames had been ignited in his gaze. Sure, Koinu could be hotheaded at times, but it was rare that he got this angry. And in fact, his pause didn't last for more than a few moments, and anything Reagan was about to say was cut off. "In fact," Koinu continued, "if you care more about your stupid mission than your life, you might as well abandon all of us right this second." He continued to stare into Reagan's eyes, challenging him.