"My guns are all I got," Tatum replied quietly, managing a weak smile. She was glad that she was able to get him laughing and she laughed a little herself, head ducking down against his chest again.
"He has his m-moments," she weakly defended him. It was sort of habit now. She had spent so long arguing with people that he even existed. She grinned back at Sam, sticking her tongue out. "Who said I resist?"