[Eames flinched away when the gun went off, scowling over at the other man.]
A bit of warning, if you please.
[He walked over to Elena, tucking his gun away as he crouched down next to her, tearing off sections of her shirt to help her tie a tourniquet. She was swearing freely and didn't seem keen to fight, her eyes trained on Heine, and she made no move to resist when Eames plucked the headset off of her.
There was a bit of shouting on the other line, and Eames made sure to identify himself, politely asking they do the same.]
She might have been telling the truth. They're talking about hiring us for a job.
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A bit of warning, if you please.
[He walked over to Elena, tucking his gun away as he crouched down next to her, tearing off sections of her shirt to help her tie a tourniquet. She was swearing freely and didn't seem keen to fight, her eyes trained on Heine, and she made no move to resist when Eames plucked the headset off of her.
There was a bit of shouting on the other line, and Eames made sure to identify himself, politely asking they do the same.]
She might have been telling the truth. They're talking about hiring us for a job.