[ Root darts her head up when she hears him and gives him a quick smile, completely undeterred to have a weapon pointed at her. If anything, it makes her respect him more -- and it's a little attractive, honestly, not that she'd go for a man ten years her junior. ]

Not today! Who would pay me legal wages then? [ It's an easy quip, made with half of her brain only. Root is run a bit ragged and breathless. She keeps ruffling through the store supplies as she answers, completely shameless. ]

There is another one of me on her way to kill me, though, so if you wanted to shoot her in the eye or something, that would be great.