Nate jerked to a stop as he heard gunshots, staring hard and long down the hallway. Then there was a woman out the door and running right for him. He moved, sidestepping and pivoting to press himself against the wall, let her pass.

And she did. Only to be followed by the angry bell-guy. He won that foot race, Nate watching as he tackled her to the ground and yelled in her face. Nate watched, licking his lips before looking back down the hallway.

"Hey," he croaked, inwardly kicking himself as he began to make his way toward them. "Get off her man. That's no way to treat a lady..."

He was closer than he would like when he stopped walking, eyeing the man's shoulders tensed in absolute rage. Nate was already regretting even opening his mouth.

"Besides...shouldn't you be worrying about your friend? Blood loss and shock is still something that can kill, ya know..." Shot in the dark. He had no way of knowing if those shots had killed anyone.