[ Gabe pauses, considering. Sometimes people take killing blows and just don't realize, keep on walking right up until they can't anymore. The way she moves doesn't speak to an injury, though. She's too coherent, too steady for shock to have killed the worst of the pain. Something else is going on. ]

Could've been a beanbag round. They'll drop you like a rock and they sound like the real thing.

[ Usually they leave a mark, though, and she's touching her head like she can't find a wound. ]

Somebody's playing games.