"No. Bullets. From a gun." Oh boy. Vegas was not going to like that she didn't know what a gun was. That was going to be a lot of fun to deal with but he kept quiet about it and instead made sure that most of the weight of Vegas was on his own body so that way the man wasn't using his muscles so much.

Rather than be upset by the stern look though, he just nodded. "I've been encouraging him to rest and to stop moving around so much on his own."

And since he was the person that Vegas would listen to the most? It had been largely successful.