I dunno what it really means to lock a weapon, but I'd just grab something to stop it.

[ Protection is an... ambiguous word. (No, it's not.) ]

Nothing really serious ever happens and I don't exactly feel anything that's supposed to hurt. I mean, a boulder fell on my head a few days ago with nothing too serious happening, aside from the blood.

[ But then again, head wounds love to bleed. Lenneth had seen him at the bar between then and now with no discernible injuries. ]