He seemed to deflate when she carelessly touched the edge of his weapon. Davis lowered it, seeming to have lost some of the fire there. He turned around instead, walking a few steps away. In that moment, they were too close for comfort.

"They're good for fighting. They're good for a lot of things." He turned his head to catch her in his peripheral. "But they're only as good as we were. Not better. Not enough."