"Yeah sorry you had to see that." Tippy says, though more directed at Nagato.
Tippy retrieves the rest of the rifle and looks it over for any damage.

: Yeah, no problem. I just don't like seeing...
that, up close.
The rifle itself seems relatively unharmed, despite having been buried. A few scratches here and there, but externally it looks like it should still function.
Walter rolls his eyes and let's out a puff of air while smiling
"Let's go help Frisk out before he becomes impatient."

: Bah, he'll be fine. I don't think I've ever actually seen him get mad.
Virvel continues satisfying her morbid curiotsity, going from body bag to body bag and musing out loud about the state of the occupants. Eventually, she comes to one whose contents wipe the look of enthusiasm off her face. She zips it back up without comment.
"Yeah, but you said you almost died twice. I'd count that as being kind of bad."

: Well, I didn't, did I? So I'd say it could've gone worse.
Distracted by the conversation, he doesn't notice Pansar walking up to the group. Only when he gets clapped on the shoulder and startled out of his wits does he notice his presence.

: Nice work out there! I wish I could'a been there to see that thing go down!

: Yeah, you probably would've got a kick out of that.