Souji stares at the screen, perplexed. If they were real people? Would he do it then?

No! 2796, no don't do it, don't!

The boy stared impassively as the floating guns behind him pulled their triggers.

"NOOO-"

He shuddered at the half memory, half dream he'd once had. He needed to be in the present, not the past.

"I would... I wouldn't suggest that. Now that people are on the ground, I would probably move closer, or activate some sort of heat-seeking. That way I could see the bodies through the mist and aim for the one who isn't in hysterics, isn't moving. But not to hit him, because you don't want to kill any of them, right? That's the only way to get out of that situation Ishimaru-san. Either that or call in a team who can take down the smoke without casualties."