The Balladeer slits an eye open, looking at her reproachfully.

"You know what I mean." Everybody except for him does, apparently. He takes a deep breath and lets it out in a long sigh. "Two people. Don't watch the videos, okay? I don't - just don't do it." He doesn't want anybody else to see that. It wasn't the first time he's seen a man get shot; it wasn't even close to the most graphic view he's gotten. But it was the first he's seen of a high-powered rifle at work. It's the only time he's had cause to feel responsible.

But as soon as the words are out, he flinches a little at them. What's he doing now, trying to make history view him better? Typical.