Sam blew out a breath at the teen's words, visibly relieved. Her tone was what it had been---matter-of-fact and nearly neutral---but with no barrel aimed at her, she was more at ease. "I'm glad to hear that, since I intend to do absolutely nothing which would make such drastic measures necessary. I'm all for 'live and let live' as a generally applied principle, hence 'or anyone else.'" Somehow, she made the quotation marks bracketing both phrases audible.

"And about weapons, I don't actually have any on me? And I'm not sure that there are any... 'zees' around?" She frowned, tilting her head and unfolding her arms to lace her hands instead and ask, "Cause I'm sorry, but what?"