[He grimaces, sort of dusting at Ain's face just to make sure there aren't any smaller glass pieces still stuck to his skin. Otherwise, he is completely oblivious to whatever the mannequin parts might be doing behind them, seeing as how he just blasted holes through them all.]

If it ain't one bullshit thing it's another.

[Huffing, he'll let Ain go after a moment to adjust himself, reaching back towards his gun.]

We'll worry 'bout the window later. Let's get inside so you can look in a mirror.