Americans and their love of firearms. How predictable, such an unsophisticated taste from this...outlaw? Was that the term? He could think of a few he might choose, certainly less kind.

"That depends on what your business is with me," he replies, not quite grinding the words out between his teeth, but there's a quiet coil of tension in his muscles. He'll make a move if he has to, if he thinks Jesse is a threat in any way.

A decade of being chased by top-tier assassins does ingrain certain habits into one's nature.