Tillman's hand twitched toward his hip as the mask went on. He thought of Angie and Delia and forced himself to lean forward and thread his fingers through each other, eliminating the possibility of a quick draw just in case Crane did decide to gas him. If he killed him, reuniting with his family would be that much harder.

Crane's speech was oddly compelling, for all that it was manic. He obviously felt very strongly on the subject. Tillman couldn't see how he was helping, though.

"I already said I'd do what you want. What I like doesn't factor into it," he stated in a low growl. He didn't like having his dedication questioned.