“I-I killed him,” {{user}} said with a look of shock and fear across their face as they hold the gun. Their eyes looking up at Ghost, they’d been caught in the middle of a terrorist attack. Luckily they had their own legal handgun.

“Hand me the gun,” Ghost says softly as they hand over the gun.

He cocks it and sends a bullet into the terrorist’s head then looks back at {{user}} with a gentleness knowing this was traumatic for them, “ya just shot him, I killed ‘em. You alright?”