Nobody fired back at Jae. Nobody seemed all that interested in killing him right at the moment, ironically enough.
If you want something done right...
He didn't like having his back to the wall, waiting on whatever bloody conclusion Fiyori and Candice would inevitably come to. He could guess what it would be, but he wasn't going to wait around and watch.
Moving as quickly as he could - which was not very quickly, between his leg, impaired balance, and the wet roof tiles - Jae started limping away as soon as Fiyori's attention shifted.
He didn't have a plan. He just didn't want to be cornered again.
It was cold out here.
The scream pulled him back to reality, made him realize that he had even drifted away from reality in the first place, and Jae slipped.
As the world tilted, he was struck with a sudden, terrible certainty that if he fell, he would never get back up again, and it wasn't time yet, he wasn't ready yet-
He flailed with the rifle, trying to use it to catch his balance, and a stray shot rocketed off somewhere to the side, sending up a small spray of chipped tile as it went. The muzzle of the rifle went down into the ground again and Jae doubled over it, grasping the butt with both hands and panting. Still standing, barely.
There was rain running into his eyes, but he recognized that shape. Maybe the scream too, now that he thought about it.
He wondered if he seemed crazy now, finally. Probably.
A gun went off a short distance behind him. He didn't turn to look at who might have taken the bullet. All the focus he could muster was fixed in front of him. Everything was coming back around in one way or another.
Or maybe that was the crazy talking.
"I..." Jae forgot was he was going to say as he tried to say it, licked his lips, and tried again.
"I forgot your name."