Alright, so June might be a little looser after a drink or two, but when something connects with the back of her head she still jumps a little, and reaches around to touch it and...oh. It's wet and squishy?? And then she pulls it out of her hair to look at it and...oh. Okay. That's an eyeball???? June is used to a certain level of gruesomeness, but even so, she stares at it, and then she locates the one person around here holding a gun and stares at her. June looks fucking appalled.