Ash's arm began to shake aswell as burn with pain when she held the gun to Gabriel. She hadn't meant to shoot, the dream had just prompted it. She somewhat scowled at Gabriel as he told her to drop the gun. She still didn't trust him, but at the back of her mind the fact she'd slept and was still alive was something. Plus, Sam was eating with him so that must also indicate that Gabriel was on their side and not working with any gang. Then a thought occured to her. Were these two safe with her? Here she was worrying for her own safety she had forgotten that being in their presence could put them at risk from the gangs she'd ticked off.
Slowly, she allowed the gun to lower and soon it was back in it's holster.
"How long was I out?" She asked, looking at the wound on her arm.