"I'd do it too," Much told her, putting his hand over his heart with great sincerity. "I'd fight any sidewalk who even looks at you funny. And they're hard, they're really, really hard, and my fists are just breakable human fists. So lets," he said, and the smile he gave her came easier, the way that a shared joke could unite people no matter what they were feeling about what had just happened (or almost-happened.) "Van's just around the corner, now."