[She does calm down—answers by snatching the gun (okay, maybe a millisecond or two before he’s fully offered it), checks the magazine, aims it out the sky where the wall’s supposed to be, just to check. The man’s pistol is more advanced than anything she's used to holding, certainly not the rifle she’d like to have nestled against her shoulder, but a firearm is a firearm. Caitlyn’s familiar.
ah. the part where I pretend I know how guns work
[She does calm down—answers by snatching the gun (okay, maybe a millisecond or two before he’s fully offered it), checks the magazine, aims it out the sky where the wall’s supposed to be, just to check. The man’s pistol is more advanced than anything she's used to holding, certainly not the rifle she’d like to have nestled against her shoulder, but a firearm is a firearm. Caitlyn’s familiar.
[Steady breath out.]
She’s fast. Inhumanly so.
Don’t hesitate.