Billy blew a sigh from his lips, removing his hand from the pistol holster after Elizabeth spoke. Raising his brows, he glanced down at Bella, scratching his chin as he thought of something to say. "Uhh- yep. Sure did. She said not 'til you're at least... Uh... 18. Sorry kid, sucks for you, huh." Quickly, he ruffled the top of her head and slipped his leg out of her grip, slipping past her awkwardly.