"Well, I'm always ready to browse through weaponry," Gaston said, getting back onto his feet with any residual effects of the hangover apparently ignored. He was feeling woefully underarmed at the moment, and even though he didn't really ~need~ weapons inside the city, he wanted to have something to hunt down those glowing creatures if he saw another one. That and it would give him something to do while they were at the library. He could stay outside and sharpen his blades or practice with a new bow or rifle. He was sure Jack wouldn't mind wandering those boring old aisles of books by himself.