He noticed the shot to Marshall's leg, checking the time upon the clock again. Six minutes. Now, the realization began to sink in. He was probably going to die. The Coalition was ruthless. Perhaps it was a mistake for him to come, to try and seek a new life - but if it was, he didn't seem to regret it. He accepted it, his eyes observed Alvin Katz, watching him carefully and making no real move to assault him or some such. The panic in his eyes was calming down as he accepted a death.
