[ That’s about what Faraday expected, really, and he makes a dismissive noise. He’s fully aware that Alec is capable of taking care of himself, but Faraday jabs the end of the cigar at him, the gesture accusing and annoyed.

Sharply, ] Don’t carry the damn thing if you’re no good with it. Either learn to fire, or don’t wear it.

‘Cause people see a gun on you, and they expect you know how to use it. And some folk’ll see it as a challenge, not as a warning.