... Well if someone hadn't deemed me to unfit to have my own gun, this wouldn't be a problem now, would it?

[ He is a little bitter towards her, but it's all bark and no bite really. He knows Maketh acts for the good of the people. ]

What am I up against?

[ Dipping low, feeling the ground as he neared some loose railing. Trying to tug and pull on the bars, hoping to dislodge one. ]