Max dropped the dart gun and was moving as soon as Elias locked Artemis up. They knew she'd fight, but hopefully no for long. "Don't make this any worse than it has to be," he told her as he blocked her leg with his own. Elias had his hands full just holding her arms. He didn't want to hurt her, but if she kept fighting, they might have no choice.
He went for the gun under her shirt first, silently cursing the fact she had to be a hot chick. Making sure the safety was on, it was tucked into his belt behind him. That one out of the way, he went for the one under her coat.
"We can't let you hurt anyone," Max informed her as he made sure the safety was on and tossed it well out of arm's reach. "Even if you want to end it, you might not be able to. We can't take that chance, and you don't need that on your conscience. Sorry."