"Well, yes, that is true -- but Garcia really now, I can't fight crime HERE...! I mean, I don't even have my gun on me anymore... because Tobias Henkel had taken it from me...!" He grimaced slightly at the memory of the interrogation and torture that Henkel had put him through... Indeed, he tensed a little in Garcia's arms as he thought of that experience. And then, of course, his pseudo-father Gideon's words floated to the front of his mind: "you don't need a gun to kill someone!" His grimace deepened. "I mean, I don't think there's even any Crime upon this island for me to FIGHT, Garcia...!"