He's Probably Had Worse
We find one of the expedition members, missing for months, and it appears he is by himself, mostly because it looks like he's slaughtered the rest of the expedition. Unsurprisingly, he wants to continue spilling blood, and brandishes a large, ceremonial dagger.
'I pull out my revolver, and aim to wound him.'
'He's lunging at you!'
'Okay, I'll shoot him in the head.'
'But, sir, you said you'd shoot to wound.'
'...it's a wound.'