Gavin noticed Kitt's tension whilst he was walking backwards in a humorous manner. Unlike Kitt, he wasn't bothering to look around, wasn't bothering to keep a good grip on his weapon, wasn't bothering to keep an even walking pace....in other words, the idiot of the lot. But to Gavin, this idiocy was to be enjoyed and relished, not condemned. After all, if the world was coming to a slow 'end'....everyone should try to enjoy themselves the best they could, taking encounters as they happened and not otherwise....
"Kitt...." the monkey called gently..."You know you don't have to hold that gun so tight....ya hold it tight like that and it may just slip out of your hands for how much you're sweating...."