"You sure? The shotgun's an easy thing..." Rocky assured her, a deliberately wistful note in his voice while Mike just watched El's face and couldn't quite stifle a laugh as he pressed his nose against her temple.

It was a snort of laughter Rocky heard, making him scowl in a manner that bled into his voice.

"Is that him? Is he...doing stuff I can kill him for?"

Oh, it is not a pleasant place in Rock Devereaux's brain right now...