Actually, he really didn't want to tell her out loud that the risk had never been worth it. And it'd taken almost losing her to realize it. It'd take time for her to realize the same thing.
Cath snorted a bit at that. <"That's a bit much, sweetheart,"> he pointed out wryly. <"And we haven't the time or resources. So you'll just have to content yourself with guns and knives. And your vest, of course.">
He didn't plan to bring any weapons but his knife and security issued things, and wearing his vest. In case Sean did the wise thing and demanded their weapons. Mae hadn't thought of that, but that was his job and she wasn't exactly listening to reason right now.