TAGON: Petey, we're a military organization. We don't go anywhere without weapons and armor.
PETEY: You are all perfectly capable of wreaking havoc and surviving worse without force multiplication.
TAGON: Oh, I get it... you're protecting someone specific.
TAGON: You're afraid we'll find and attack an old enemy.
PETEY: No. I'm afraid an even older enemy will find and attack you.
TAGON: This is the opposite of how you talk me out of carrying a gun.