Bran moves over toward Miyo, hand still on his cheek, eyes still on Patveer and Norm. "I think I've got the idea now," he whispers. "Your friend there, he's a gun, right? And anger is his ammo. He loses his temper, all the bullets fall out. He doesn't like walking around unloaded, so now he's got to make someone else angry to get a bullet back in the chamber. Watch out, he'll be trying you on next, or that other fellow—Chris, was it?"<br/><br/>Bran starts marking his exits mentally in case Patveer goes all-out on him. "Look, Miyo, can I have your number in case I need to flee an angry shift manager or whatever? I was lucky to find you this time."