"I'd love to see your voice hit that kind of octave, but not if it's going to result in your untimely--" And that's when she sees the laser pistol. Ava's mouth twitches into a smile, like it's some kind of foreign thing on her face, and then she actually manages a laugh.

"O-Oh, oh my god, that's...adorable." She has no idea if he's done it himself or if someone else has, but the idea of Deacon in all of his spying and pseudo-seriousness-in-sarcasm carrying a sequined laser pistol into the heat of battle against monsters is too much. Ava suppresses her laughter by pressing a hand to her mouth. "Oh man, that's-- That's hilarious."