Jolie gives a little shriek of surprise, leaping back, albeit not before her hands wind up spattered with rabbit blood. She's seen dead things before, they wash up on the beach or wind up on the highway all the time, but she's never seen anything get shot before.

"Oh my god! Why did you do that! Why didn't you warn me!" she exclaims, easily clocking who did it and clearly unleashing her anger about it on him, though she doesn't approach yet. He has a gun. That's not safe.

It's probably not safe to yell at him, either, but Jolie has never really been able to contain her temper.