No.

While tempting, you're not that ****. There's bound to be something you can steal out there somewhere.

You grab the sheet again, wrapping it around you, and making sure it is tucked tight. His eyes linger a moment longer, before he seems to shake himself. "Wait here. I'll be back with the pistol and dagger in just a moment." With that he disappears back upstairs.

The wait is a bit longer than you expected, around an hour or so. "Here you go. They're probably not as good as what you had before, but they're all I have." He hands you the pistol. "Those are quite new, I am told this gun is actually quite advanced. I guess the powder and everything are in the bullet. Self contained, very modern." You take it, it is black with white grips and fits nicely in your hand, small enough you should be able to hide it quite easily, in fact it will fall out of the holsters, making them a little pointless. "Plus the dagger." He adds, handing you a 12" round handled dagger, in a nice black leather sheath. Pulling the blade, you see it is roughly 9" long, thin, silver, and double bladed.

He hands you a pair of small leather belts, which you use to strap the dagger to the outside of your right thigh, followed by another thin belt, complete with a holster for the derringer and loops for 30 of the small bullets. After a moment of indecision, you decide to keep the derringer concealed. You deftly pull the bottom of the sheet aside, giving Clyde another view of your perfect pussy, as you wrap the belt around you, ensuring the derringer is in the small of your back. You drop the sheet again, then turn around. "Can you see a bulge?"

He takes a moment in responding. You can feel his eyes burning into your ass, and you can't help but give it a sexy wiggle for his benefit. "No, no I can't. Are you going to wear your other holsters, then?"

After a moment's thought, you look back at him. "Could I leave them here until I need them?"

"Of course, I will care for them like my own." He then walks over and grabs a small satchel with a strap to go over your head much like a purse. "Here this is food and water for first week of your trip. I am sorry but that is all I could fit in here, unless you want a backpack."

Thinking over the distance involved and how fast you can move you answer, "Well I suppose I will make that work. I can always hunt." Then giving him a little kiss on the cheek you add, "Thank you, I will retrieve your message and deliver it as promised." With that you slip out of the building and into the night, knowing you have just over two hours till the sun rises.