[ Robbie glares at Dixon and tries to not sound like he's ready to strangle him for not knowing when to shut up. Rob regularly puts a toe over the line - the man seems to want to leave the line in the dust. ]

Nobody's getting sacrificed to the sun god. The volcano god is another story, so maybe you don't want to win the fight for resident hothead. I hear that's a particularly favored sacrifice.

[ The sarcasm flows like lava. ]

And can we not do us versus them? We just got here. You - [ Now he turns to the lady and wrinkless his nose a little. ] I vote no more weapons until everyone chills waaay out.