Don't even try it. [He gestures his gun at her foot; he's not an idiot. He doesn't want Kitty close enough so Tyki can use her for anything. Again.]
[Finally he spares Kitty a glance and -- her face hits him where it shouldn't. Damn women and their bleeding hearts.] You wouldn't be saying this if you knew. [If she knew what Road's dreams were like, what Cross felt having that hand inside his chest.]
[But... he lowers Judgment. Before he removes his boot, however, he leans down to hiss,] If you so much as whisper her name, no woman's sentiment will save you next time.