"The logistics..." Her brow furrows and she frowns, trailing off, twisting a strand off hair around her finger.

She likes her friend. And while she is absolutely certain he can defend himself, she doesn't like the idea of trying to hurt someone she considers a friend. Or anyone at all.

She shakes her head in answer to his question, "Even if the trigger is very far away, one assumes the weapon could still be detonated. Even if you dismantle it, clean it out, pull all the pieces apart there's still a chance. Always a chance.

A weapon doesn't stop being one just because it doesn't want to be."