Carson looked at her and chuckled a bit. "Well its a good thing these pieces aren't for show then isn't it? They are more help your life than make you dazzling. Not that you need any help with that." he said. Then flushed a bit when he realized what he just said. He shook his head. "Anyways with these things trying isn't good enough. One time not wearing it could result in disasterous consequences. Maybe even your life." He frowned a bit. "No flamethrower...guess I'll have to do it magi style." he said with a chuckle and a grin. Nodding his head. "Good. At least you have one sure fire way of kicking butt. Hopefully they will all work with whatever types of guns you have. Guns are not my thing to be honest."<br/><br/>He smiled a bit. "Good." He said with a smile. "That is a good thing to hear." He was glad she enjoyed knives. They would be a lot easier to replace. Possibly forge if they had enough time in one place. Then she suddenly slammed on the brakes and his body jerked forwards and konked against the dashboard. Groaning as he sat up and held his head. "Owwwwww...please tell me that was only so you didn't make the awesome wheels we are in road kill deer style." He said. His ears rang as his had pounded like somebody was beating the kongo drums inside his skull. He took his hand and mumbled a spell. His headache fading away nearly instantly. Now he was quite tired as he laid his head back against the seat.<br/><br/>He closed his eyes and started to fall asleep. "Mmmhmm..." He sounded out. Not really awake. "Mmmhmm...not anywhere near here." He managed to mumble out tiredly. "Another state...not here...too close." He got out in a slightly murmuring voice. "No." He said without even opening his eyes. In fact his breathing had evened out so it was somewhat difficult to tell if he was even awake. Or if he was talking in his sleep. By now he was out solid so the latter was actually true.