"I don't know, I guess," he muttered, looking down. "I mean, I don't know much about fighting, but at least I can take a bit of a beating and let other people get away. And make sure we don't hurt anyone who don't deserve it." It still rankled him slightly that Minerva had wanted him to murder a captive he had restrained. Billy might have been a goat person, but he'd turned out to be a useful ally after all. And no way in hell was Duck Newton ever going to hurt someone in a helpless position.