"Th-thanks, man. I'm really sorry she shot you. I'm sure it was just... reflex or something. Have a nice... rack-rock or whatever." Kobra's voice is a far cry from its usual confidence.

He's like an inch from peeing his pants. Really, because HOLY SHIT HE CAUGHT IT. He still seems pretty pissed off, though, and Kobra can't die, because he has to watch out for Lyds and Dan and now Party's here and no one else is going to watch out for him.

He mutters to Kenzi urgently as they shuffle away. "What happened to reasoning with him?"