mingle bells, mingle bells, mingle all the way...

[evildetector]

Who: The SS First Breath & any visitors!
Broadcast: Nah.
Action: All over the First Breath!
When: Throughout the month of March.

[ it's a march mingle! let's rub shoulders yo. ]

Comments

[kill_switch]

[She looks blankly at Barton food a moment. Maybe Tyrion wasn't the one she should have been worrying about.]

You'd rather some people be able to defend themselves while others can't?

[vagabond_code]

[Of course not. It wasn't about that. Or was she arguing rhetorically?]

Having a gun doesn't guarantee you can defend yourself, but firing a gun almost always ends with something broken, or someone hurt. And that's if the person firing it knows what they're doing.

[kill_switch]

Sometimes things need to be broken, and sometimes people need to be hurt. [No, she understands what he's trying to get at, but from her perspective, it's not worth the risk leaving people vulnerable.] I'll talk to Tyrion about distribution, they'll get training, but I will see this crew armed and capable.

[vagabond_code]

But not in that order, right?

[He was joking, sort of. On the one hand, he meant the sentiment completely. The crew should be capable before they were armed... but on the other hand he gave the slight correction with a smile, and used it in hopes of punctuating the fact that at last they seemed to be agreeing.]

[kill_switch]

[She looks at him blankly for a moment, and then allows herself a slight smirk. They're coming to a compromise, at least.] Yeah. Good. I guess ... you grow up with them, it's ingrained.