Will grins. "Nearsighted, actually. Probably a result of all those close quarters when I was younger." Or he was just born that way, but it's impossible to tell at this point. "But you were on the right track, I'd only held one before. And not the correct way. Spent a night with our security officer." He's nice enough to leave out the details. "It wasn't loaded. I don't think." And then the gun went missing and he died and it didn't matter anymore.

"We continue to be tied." Which means he isn't winning, but it also means he isn't losing. Yet.