Erin lowered her pistol, although she didn't holster it. She shrugged. "It was an accident. Not that it matters. Dead, unconscious, I don't see a difference worth fussing over. The unconscious ones can follow you later, I suppose, even if it just means a quick death for them. Why do you care? You're not the one who's dead."
Still a little shaken from the adrenaline, Jagar replied, "Well, you shouldn't just going around killing everyone. I mean, it can't be good for karma."
He took a look at the tattoo on the back of his hand, "Then again, not many people would agree, where I come from..."
Dismissing the topic, he stood up.
"I don't believe I've introduced myself," he said, "My name is Jagar Sin Svans, although you can just call me Jagar"