"We use what weapons we have," she echoes with a soft sigh. "That's just it, isn't it? A man..." She actually smiled at him. A smaller smile than she had used before, but it was genuine. "A man may dispute a point of honour or such a matter with a gun or a sword... but a woman does not have those at her disposal. We have to find other ways to protect ourselves."

Not, at least, the kind of woman Faith had been raised to be.