Sidearm

Gunner pauses a moment and finally looks to Hope's eyes. "Why do I feel like I'm being treated like a little kid?" He knew that wasn't her intent and that he was overly sensitive, but he felt it anyway.

He shakes his head a little and stands up, his clothes creaking from the soaked state they were still in. "I shoudln't... I mean... I should just... go."

Turning around, he aims for the door. His jacket riding up as he turns, his sidearm is revealed.

"Forget it, Hope... you were right... so was Reese. I've been a fool. It's time I admitted it."