Reno sat back and propped one foot up on the edge of Rude's chair, not hard enough to tip it or anything, but enough so Rude felt the bump. He waited for his partner to finish meditating or whatever it was he did when he stared like that.

"Nope," he said, falsely cheerful. There was never anything useful in this town. He could go the hardware store, steal a wrench or something, but really? You armed yourself properly or you didn't bother doing it at all. Wrenches and hammers, not worth the effort.

A gun, on the other hand.

"You?"