It seems like enough permission for the both of them. The Raylan across the clearing takes a step toward them, but that's as far as he gets. Andrea's gaze shifts back to him and she squeezes the trigger on her crossbow and she wonders, somewhere, if Zhuge disapproves of what she's using his beautiful weapon for, but it can't matter now.

The bolt hits him in the throat before he has the chance to take another step.