Kay had to consider it. It was a quick consideration, mind you, 'cause he really didn't like handing off guns to just anybody. In general it was stupid and irresponsible. But the icer was pretty easy- he'd feel like shit if it hit a bystander.

"Don't fire it if the creep's anywhere near a living person," he ordered, hoping it wouldn't be one of the myriad of regrets in his life. He reached into his ankle holster, snagged it, and clicked on the icer.

"Point and shoot. It's pretty simple. There's no kick to it."