"Hey, you piece of shit, I don't need to take orders from him to blow you away. I was just offering him first dibs as a courtesy."

Is it wrong if he's just a tiny bit disappointed he doesn't get to pull this trigger? Yeah, he probably should be worried about that. Maybe he's taking this thing too personally, but who can blame him? Still, with a sigh, he does lower his gun. But like hell is he putting it away.

"Now I think I agree with Arthur, you ain't worth it."

Crichton crosses around and very deliberately puts a hand on Arthur's shoulder, a gesture that's come to be a regular thing between these two.

"Come on, man. Let's go home. This asshole can find his own way around."