(reaching up, gloved fingers pinching his nose.)

Don't sound so quick to give up what so many would want back, if given the chance. If you're good at singing, do that, but don't feel the need to stick your fingers in too many pies. 'Kay?

(before letting him go with a smile, motioning to the vendor. these two guns, a glass-tapping finger seems to demand.)

But if you reeeally wanna do something for me... Watch my back. Can you handle that?

(never can hurt to have an extra pair of eyes.)