His enthusiasm was somewhat refreshing, and she watched as one of the guns was withdrawn and offered out towards her. They were strange in appearance, and she couldn't help but take note of how plain it was. Although she supposed that she'd grown used to the matching designs on Mond and Stern.

Reaching out, she plucked the weapon from his hand with her left. Her right hand, however, slipped down to pull Mond from the holster against her hip before flipping it over to hold the pistol within her palm in an offer of exchange. She doubted he'd be foolish enough to try stealing it, and even with the knowledge that it would magically return to her, the gunner wouldn't hesitate in slipping poison into some food he consumed as retribution.

Just by the way she handled the weapon, it was obvious that she held skill, even if the weapon was far more advanced than her own. "You've nothing to worry about, kid," she muttered while testing the weight of it in her hand. The balance and distribution of weight was different than her own pistols, but as she turned to the side of him and aimed the gun down the street, she could easily feel herself adjusting and compensating to the feel of the weapon. "Anyone can buy them in your realm?"

The guns around her hip seemed to protest the fact that she was holding another in their place, but the gunner ignored their cries for now.