Mei-Xing edges to the a bit, putting Javert between herself and Kang carefully. Where there's drakes, there's dragons, and she doesn't even want a dragon to know where she is. To cover for herself, she puts the bow back where it was, and turns to size Javert up.

Pistols, she was already good with. Unless he meant something like they had in old pirate movies, those powder-loaded pistols. But rifles... She never carried a rifle around, though she knew the basics. She liked to sneak around, and carrying a rifle wasn't conductive to doing that. "I guess I could improve on my marksmanship."