Syd looked at Emma out of the corner of his eye and whispered, 'I am armed. Though I do not know how much use I would be. I might be able frighten someone to death.'
He subtly rubbed his right arm again, 'I don't think I can raise my gun at the moment.'
'What about you?' He wisperd his breathing a little ragged. 'You look the sort of person to have a plan.' His eyes flicked to the goup talking about faries, 'Because those guys seem the most dangerous of all.' A small pained smile played across his face.