“Fuuu-” Megamind hissed and slid back down the pillar, “For all the stupid things,” but the truth was that the madman was hold up and wasn’t moving anytime soon.
Blowing out a breath, Megamind looked at her suspiciously and pressed a gloved hand over the wound, “Very well, what are you proposing Miss…?”
“Scarborough.” She knelt beside him to get a closer look at the wound. “And I can get that bullet out and stop the bleeding, but you’re going to want to hold very still.”
“I thought you said you weren’t a medic,” Megamind grumbled, but he moved the cape aside to let her see the wound, “Think it went through. Sounded like a high caliber.”
Gritting his teeth as he breathed through his nose he added, “Try anything weird and I am holding a gun.”