"I don't know what he was thinking." James twisted her leg to one side, holding it up so Dust could see the weapon clearly. "I'm a linguist. This weapon can't kill. It only makes someone hurt too bad to move for a little bit. Give them an hour, and they'll be fine. Might... mess up their short-term memories a bit, though. I don't know how they'll interact with your brain chemistry." She probably broke into English at the end, as she always did when her mind reached for words in Eoch and couldn't find them. "But they'll be basically fine."