[If he had a gun or five, he could do well enough, but all by his lonesome-- well, no, he's a bit useless. So he stands there and looks vaguely perturbed, perking up at the sight of his savior.

Ah—]

Gentlemen- I presume- I do believe she knows precisely how to cause a great deal of discomfort with that, so if I were in your suddenly less than advantageous position...

[He is about to get decked again, for sure.]