Redhawk Caldera Brass knuckles are brass knuckles.

Wanna wrap this, Houk? :D

Perhaps it could hurt to try; it might kill him. But Towhee figured it was a calculated risk, one she was willing to take. She trusted Raven's expertise, and they would be careful with the dosage. It bothered her that her newfound friend might be in pain addition to being grounded.

-Let's give it a whirl,- she agreed, motioning for the medic to lead the way to her stash. Towhee glanced at Lagan, wondering if he'd come along, then slung her belly to the ground and patiently coaxed the hawk back onto her shoulder. When he had awkwardly hopped aboard and clung, she rose again and prepared to follow her older sister.