He follows Jacob's gaze down to the holster, and only pauses in confusion for a moment. Wouldn't have thought of it as strange, because the weight of the revolver is so familiar and he hardly ever takes it off.
When he lifts his head, it's with a bit of a wry smile.
"Who knows? So far, I've had plenty of things to shoot at in this place."
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He follows Jacob's gaze down to the holster, and only pauses in confusion for a moment. Wouldn't have thought of it as strange, because the weight of the revolver is so familiar and he hardly ever takes it off.
When he lifts his head, it's with a bit of a wry smile.
"Who knows? So far, I've had plenty of things to shoot at in this place."