<blockquote><div><cite>Dream Evil wrote:</cite>Terrence spun at the sound and drew a gun, aiming it with a bent arm at solar plexus height.  After so many years, his draw was still lightning quick and amazingly precise, he had the hammer drawn back before anyone could notice his thumb move.  He didn't like this, this one seemed too damaged to be anything but safe.<br/>He put an arm before Sara, "Don't be so quick...it's dangerous 'til proven otherwise.  Listen to it...it speaks too little.  It could be anything, but no matter what it is...I don't trust it."</div></blockquote>