Not caring he would simply nod and say, "I can shoot the right sorta gun though Jay, and it's ammo hurts no one." with that he wink making it clear what he was referring too. As she drifted off, he would follow, wondering if being dead was so bad and how he could possibly want to be alive again. He didn't, Jay was his world, but she seemed so scared of losing him, he was more scared of what he saw, that dream had been so vivid, surely it couldn't mean...<br/><br/>Sighing he would finally relax with his body wrapped around her and fall asleep.