[The moment he turns the gun away again she actually...pulls the trigger with little in the way of hesitation, but there's an underwhelming click rather than a bang, indicating she's lacking in the way of ammo, and from the mild confusion on her expression briefly afterwards, she had no idea. That it requires ammo doesn't escape her, much like a bow would, but she has no clue beyond that. How to check the reserves, or how to even reload the thing.]
no subject
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[Politely, he says...]
Where am I?
[Surely asking without a threat qualifies...]