[ it occurs to her to (perhaps) protest. but in the long run even wry obedience is a safer bet than hot-headed rebellion. so -- she lets it slide without further comment. ]

Well. Stab. I wouldn't -- I mean, I don't have a gun to shoot. I don't shoot guns. Now, crossbows on the other hand...

[ ok. almost without further comment. ] Damn. I should have packed a crossbow.