"Not a good night for fightin', then. That's fair. If we run into anything nasty, I'll deal with it, yo."

It would be ridiculously easy. Because that was just how Reno rolled.

"We can come back for smackin' monsters around another time." That attempt at a light tone was worrying, somehow. So, Reno was weaselling in a different branch of conversation. "New kinda missions, back home?"

Okay, not so much with the weaselling.