"Nothing, really." Rusty studied the guns a moment, almost critically, before reaching out to select one. "You know, my adopted mom back home made me learn how to take one of these apart, put it back together, and get really efficient at it."
Anybody else, he'd have called it as getting fast. Sharon, though? No, it'd been different there.
And goddamn it, now he missed her all over again.
"As for bribery, you don't really need to. I'll let Malia be the stupid brave sibling." Because they all knew she would be.