Wait. What?
Oh, I see. No, that gun wasn’t on the mantelpiece. It was a working gun in a working rancher’s hands. It wasn’t portending anything.
Sorry for the misunderstanding.
Also, no.
Me
P.S. Okay. Maybe.
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Dear Secondary Character Whose Loyalties Are Suddenly in Question,
Don’t you know that no one who says “you can’t save everyone” to justify not saving someone is never the good guy?
Well, okay, not never. But you really ought to check out where your author stands on the sliding scale of idealism versus cynicism before making statements like that.
Consider it a survival tip.
Me