It figured. Hubert was thankful he hadn't completely turned his back, just barely throwing himself down to the ground to avoid the cane- knowing it was kind of a long shot flinging the needle in his direction, but it would make for a short distraction while he clambered to his feet.

Immediately he'll go for unstrapping the custom-carved shotgun off his back. Even if he couldn't use it long-range, it made for a better weapon than nothing.