Party isn't paying attention. He's a touchy guy, once he's excited, once you gain his trust and Gwen for some goddamned reason has more of Party's respect than anyone else that's not Kobra. He goes to touch the other's cheek before remembering that being fried is a bad idea but instead of backing away he simply unholsters the bright yellow, hand painted laser gun.

"This thing shorted. And it's been shorting ever since the Sheriff incident. This--the particles or whatever--it's all electricity. I bet with the right touch you can fix it and I can get my zapper back," He puts it in front of Gwen's face, like the poor girl's blind and needs to see it up close to get the details.

"You're more than hot stuff. No need to doubt yourself, you can do anything you wanted. That's why you're an awesome thief, right? The best of the best or somethin'?" And something else occurs to him, something that makes him hesitate, lick his lips, even.

"You said.. you ended the world, right? Helped save everyone from the big bad, that you were in hell?"