The brief horizontal shower of blood and more solid things took Hanekoma completely by surprise. He blinked. Blinked again. Then he lifted a hand to the back of his head and wiped the slick of blood away from his hair, flicking it to the ground, and took a step back, staring at the wall and its new, vivid splatter pattern.

Well, damn. That was going to take some work.

"...Give me a minute, Phones, I'm gonna go grab a bucket and a towel."