Cassius smirked a little bit when he was called mister Hale, it sounded so nice and courteous, he was used to being called a corporal. He heard the gunshot and looked toward his female acquaintance, he was sure she'd understand what he was doing by now. "That doesn't sound good..." The last thing he said before he ran toward the sound of gunfire, topping his speed to 40 miles per hour, he braced himself to tackled the half-ling down.