[ Tezcatlipoca hums out an approving noise at Wolfwood's assessment, but he plans to leave it at that until he follows up. With a chuckle, he takes the gun back, but it's only so he can set it on the table and pick up another one. This one is more like a pistol, and he starts to check it out just like someone would a normal gun. ]

With these? Tempting, but nah. Wouldn't call it formal or anything, but we've got enough of a truce for the moment. And it's like you said, better if there's some challenge.

[ He turns it in his hand and frowns a little as he feels something shifting around inside. But even so, he keeps talking casually. ]

Well, for him, anyways. No offense to the guy, but back home, I'm just on a different level. Might as well give him the chance to gather whatev—