Achilles, still drinking at the bar, interjected gently.

"I don't know much; you said a lot of things.  But I know if the turrets fail there will still be hard men ready to defend the community.  As many as there are ready to knock it down, hopefully.  This morning the Sheriff got a nice pile'f guns for his deputies to sling.  Ammo for days too. 

"Guess you aren't local, don't know me.  Used to be on th'other side.  Wouldn'ta switched if I didn't reckon the community way was better."  

He shrugged as if it was of little consequence to him.  He had chosen his side, it was this fellow's right to do the same.