Killing Hubert is, by now, only Tom's second priority. The first belongs to keeping that gun from going off in any direction remotely resembling his own, and to that purpose he nimbly steps to the side and slides the cane up the barrel of the gun to try and snap it against Hubert's knuckles. Not the sort of thing that will do any lasting damage, but if he strikes his mark it might be painful enough to get him to drop the gun.

"I hope you know that thing isn't for fencing."