"Oh." Vala looked a little sheepish, which was not a look or emotion she was comfortable with. "Well.. well perhaps you need to work on your delivery then," she added quickly to compensate, "because frankly that was awful."

"And as far as firearms are concerned, I'm pretty much an expert." It just came far too naturally, the chance to polish her ego, her mouth ws working before her brain had chance to engage. "That goes for Earth weapons and most offworld weapons too. I'm also trained in hand-to-hand combat." If she'd just signed herself up for service then it hadn't hit her yet.

"...maybe?" Oh, there it is, now it's hit her.