[Her subtle way of marking that she doesn't believe a word of that. Her eyes follow as he slips the cigarette into his jacket pocket — what was that thing? — though luckily she's temporarily distracted from becoming an example used in a Truth™ campaign by the weapon.
A2 walks around the massive cross slowly, nudging the base with a toe.] This is some sort of gun? ... How the hell do you use this? You can't snipe with it.
[Gunner is not her specialty, but she'd worked with one before. Even for an android, this would be an unwieldy and clunky piece of equipment.] How does it work?
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[Her subtle way of marking that she doesn't believe a word of that. Her eyes follow as he slips the cigarette into his jacket pocket — what was that thing? — though luckily she's temporarily distracted from becoming an example used in a Truth™ campaign by the weapon.
A2 walks around the massive cross slowly, nudging the base with a toe.] This is some sort of gun? ... How the hell do you use this? You can't snipe with it.
[Gunner is not her specialty, but she'd worked with one before. Even for an android, this would be an unwieldy and clunky piece of equipment.] How does it work?