Anna herself hurried over in a flurry of limbs and hair, her face falling as she saw Gwen holstering her gun. Oh, gods. She didn't want to have to take hers. She felt like a walking disaster with it.
"Yes, of course," she stammered, again, still stuck in flail mode, "but--should I bring my gun too?"
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Date: 2009-02-13 06:13 am (UTC)"Yes, of course," she stammered, again, still stuck in flail mode, "but--should I bring my gun too?"