Willard looks back at Carlos.  He blinks at the sword, but takes it and gives it a gentle test swing once he's got it pointed away from everyone else.  He knows how to use one, apparently.<br/><br/>"Belize was a really bad run.  You ever read Lovecraft?  Like that, only with jaguars and a couple of drug runners thrown in for good measure."  He pauses.  "I was still working for Doc at the time.  He thought it was funny as fuck, too.  Crazy-ass archaeologist that he is..."