That certainly is a lot of murder, way more than Shelley is comfortable with! Every time something breaks she winces and looks away, hiding behind anything that could conceal her from sight, covering her eyes with a hand -- oh god the blood, since when does blood make those little blooping noises when it sprays, also the crack of bones, and--wow, this is the very definition of carnage! She's not alarmed, but she does need a moment to gather her wits and get ready to see all the blood and corpses again.

"I definitely took a wrong turn into a really bloody one. This day is going straight into the therapy pile"

Not that Shelley has ever taken not even a single session of therapy for the stuff she has seen, but admittedly this is far more blood than she usually has seen, wow. She does have seen people die? And a lot of blood spilled, some of it her own? But part of her can't help but worry for the person this memory belongs to, hoping they're okay in the present and not haunted by thoughts of blood and murder!