[Stephanivien's lifting himself up off the ground, wincing as he rubs his back.] Most likely they live here, ser--
[The most recent victim of his savior's most peculiar pistol skids into the dirt before him, and he handily clubs it over the head to be certain it's dead.] Lived, anyway. [Remarkably calm for someone in the midst of a bear attack, Stephanivien once more fiddles with the construction of his own gun before--] Aha! Malformed shell... [--and test fires into the mouth of the final bear. Situation: handled.]
I am so sorry this is late.
[Stephanivien's lifting himself up off the ground, wincing as he rubs his back.] Most likely they live here, ser--
[The most recent victim of his savior's most peculiar pistol skids into the dirt before him, and he handily clubs it over the head to be certain it's dead.] Lived, anyway. [Remarkably calm for someone in the midst of a bear attack, Stephanivien once more fiddles with the construction of his own gun before--] Aha! Malformed shell... [--and test fires into the mouth of the final bear. Situation: handled.]