Rosa does. Mostly because she's kind of pissed, actually.

"We know you're not human, dumbass, but that's got nothing to do with trust. Your wife's got a better idea of the problem than you, Zash."

Ow this actually kind of hurts a lot. He doesn't make a sound, though, and just takes it, even as he bleeds and bleeds and gets more and more holes.

...others aren't so quick to do that. "Wait, what? Zash isn't human???" says Victor.

    "You knew this?" asks Carl. And then he... does shoot. Twice. Just to check that this isn't some insane trick Rosa is pulling on them or something.

Zash tries to say something but actually his lungs are too punctured for words so he just coughs some blood and continues to take it.

"Did you really see how he handled those stiffs from Julai and think, 'Yeah, this guy seems totally normal'? And his look-alike psycho with the knives? Carl, the dehydration's gotten to your brain, drink some damn water."

...okay, sure, they, uh, have a ton of water now actually? Now that it seems they're no longer trying to kill a guy who apparently just survived being filled with lead??????????

He did survive, yes. After making sure these people aren't about to shoot him any more he walks over to somewhere he can lean against so he can sit on the ground and start getting the bullets that didn't go clean through out.

    Okaaaay Carl will drink some water then.

"Alright. Not human guy," says Victor. "What's the point of this? Show us how tough you are?"

He shakes his head and coughs some more blood before taking his shirt off to start going through the holes. With his free hand he motions for the townies to come closer.

"Oh, damn you and your dramatics," sighs Rosa, who then looks at Yvette.

Who is absolutely cringing, because Zash just got shot, and also she feels like she's a terrible person and maybe deserves to also be shot. Not that she particularly wants to be, but still, she wouldn't even blame them if they did shoot her.

"... Um. Sorry. He wants to explain but can't verbally. And he needs you all to be closer to do it psychically. Which he can also do."

"Psychic," says Carl from over there where he grabbed the water. "He's psychic. He can survive being shot at point blank and he's psychic. Fine, sure, that's happening." Over to Zash, then.

    "This better be a hell of an explanation," mutters Victor, also going over to Zash. "Should we get the others here?"

"No, most of us should stay out of it on principle. Though I get the feeling he just needs to cheat because we filled him with lead. They should get the supplies, though, we're keeping those regardless of whatever other nonsense is going on. You, get moving, carry the stuff inside there." She motions to Yvette, and then to their makeshift shelter.

Yep, sure, Yvette can ferry stuff out of her car, that's fine. She gives Zash a bit of an anxious look (and a pulse of love) and then gets to doing that.

[sorry about that. I figured...]

[you're right. vague is bad, being mystery man is, it's about me, not about you, and being fair with you means being straight with you. so, no more vagueness.]

He pulls his shades off so his eyes' colour and glow is visible.

[the point was to make that clear. I'm not human. I'm a plant.]

"Escaped containment, then?"

"Glad we understand each other better. Were you born this way, or made, or what?"

[something between those? I wasn't born from a womb, but I was probably created by plants. I showed up as a baby on SEEDS ship 05]

"...like..."

[I'm 149 years old. ...might've hit 150, actually, I don't know the date]

"Holy shit what the fuck."

    "Carl he's psychic and is clearly doing fine despite the several bullets he's managed to just dig out of his lungs, chill."

[all plants are psychic]

"... They don't do much talking, though."

[no. they can't. not to humans. some people thought we were created by plants to help them communicate]

"Hold on you just made it sound like plants are people."

    "Chill, Victor."

"Plants being people is a bit different than Zash being a plant!"