...Oh. Okay, well, brief and blunt, but. Okay. That's... kiiinda fair.

[ He rubs his cheek absently as he looks to the side, and he closes his eyes tightly for a moment as if the thought of that pains him. But he shakes his head and ends up looking back at her with a weary smile. His hand drops back to his side, but then he nods in the direction of the shiny new shooting range. ]

Hey, at least it wasn't a "no," so I'll take it. Kinda— No, super want to shoot things right now. I already destroyed a couch, so, uh, gotta move that aggression elsewhere or something.