"I'll look into that, thank you. Because of my Nature, while guns are the Form my Soul takes, I only got minimal training with larger guns," Aine tried to explain her lack of training, in something she knew pretty well.

"I was pretty good with longer guns when I picked them up, but it would be a waste of resources to deploy me with any," Aine smiled, "But since weapons here don't rely on my Soul, I could probably pick up something with a faster fire rate or longer range and be pretty good with it. And kill things that need killing with it too."

"I'm Aine," she offered, working on the 'food' again. Probably should have started with that detail.