"You have forgotten that we do not know where he is at the moment, that, nor of what he has. Even if let's say has only a handgun, he could be well enough with it to take one out, hint hint, my bet is on Angie's fragile self-"
He had the back of his fingers, (you know, like side-wise), against his mouth, covering it from Angie's view as his other hand pointed back at her, just-, stop being smug Heisenberg- -.-