Now that Audio seemed to be finished insulting his amazing line and was now complimenting him, Ethan smirks and crosses his arms, answering, "Ethan Taylor, AKA Bacchus, terrakinetic extraordinaire, at your service, my dear!" Just then, he feels a strange sensation in his shoulder and looks over to see the still-bleeding bullet hole right beneath his collarbone. While it doesn't feel painful, being unable to feel pain in the same way as others would ever since he lost his mind, the feeling of a piece of metal lodged in his shoulder would throw off his movement. The loss of blood was a problem, as well. As he reaches into his wound with two fingers, as casually as one would scratch an itch, and begins to root around for the bullet, he asks loudly, "Anyone know where I could get this closed up?!"