Utterly Mad

"Well, there's just no pleasing some people, is there? Now then, friend, I'm real sorry about this, truly, I am." Saul gets right back into his speech, unfazed by the Hound's unpleasantness. Hoisting his chem thrower, he levels it towards the Hound's left lower leg. "You're gonna feel a little sting, but don't worry, that's just the acid." With that, he pulls the trigger, holding it for a good two seconds and probably making the sniper's day a whole lot worse.