"Y' all right there, friend?" She draws one of her Hellcannons, levelling it at the skeleton. "I'mma happy  t'help y'all, y'know..." There's that classic ratcheting click as she eases back the hammer with a thumb.<br/><br/>The big bovine smiles disarmingly, as if she's an old-west Lawman offering assistance. Her mis-matched eyes, however, remain all business. "'s kinna my job, after all..."