Autor is torn between rolling his eyes and flinching. He does neither, instead choosing to offer Nash a closer look, if he wants one.

"No," he says, and snorts. "They have guards surrounding them at all times, who will handle threats far more efficiently than my ordnance. Plus, I wouldn't want to injure them should something happen. Good heavens, Mia."

He sniffs and turns his head, clearly affronted by her lack of faith. "Nor do I carry them in the library, around the books, for the same logic."