"Then shoot me," the blowfish dares him. All of them. "Can you do it? How good are you? How sharp is your aim?" He tightens his grip on his hostage. "What if you kill her? What if I kill her first?"

The rest of the team pause, unsure of their next move. Gwen, who has only been using a gun for a few months, isn't confident that she wouldn't miss or hit the woman instead. Tosh, her hands full of scanner and gun, is reluctant to take the first shot when one of them might have a better angle and hands more free. Ianto flinches, thinking he might be able to do it, but... what if he did hit the woman? Owen stares the blowfish down, watching for other weaknesses, other opportunities. Surely there's a better way.