Ten cried out in fear and dropped behind the bar protectively, afraid that he was going to shoot him in the fucking face. To be fair, who pulled out a gun like that? "Oh God, Tae. I'm so sorry. Don't kill me. Please, don't! Talk to Hobi-hyung! He said it's all okay, please don't kill me." Oh God, he didn't want to die here. He didn't want to survive everything else and be shot in the face by Tae. Even if Tae deserved to kill him.