Adrian shrugged when she mentioned not wanting to be a vampire, considering it was more and more clear it wasn't her choice, even if he had totally thought she was lying earlier. [b]"Seems some things we can't control, might as well do what you can with it. People die every day, from mundane and not so mundane things. It can't really be helped, and if it wasn't me, some other poor sods would be dead, and you wouldn't be sitting here regretting it."[/b] She couldn't control her kin creatures, and hell, he didn't really choose to be a slayer because he woke up one day and went 'Hey, lets kill vampires today!'. No, that was a longer story he wasn't going to share unless really prompted about. And he had to hide that kind of pain, the Order didn't take kindly to weakness, or displays of weakness. It meant such things would happen in the face of vampires, and that would be death, in their minds, and failure, more importantly.

[b]"Its the best I could have expected out of the circumstances. You have my thanks on it, should keep it mostly together."[/b] He watched her retie it with strips of her own clothing, commonplace battlefield tactic there, so it wasn't foreign to see. But he didn't expect her to do so, and he looked back at his rifle, cleaning out the bore of it, one of the bolts sitting by his side just in case. When she asked about the few days complicating things, he shrugged. [b]"It probably will make things worse, but I'm too damn slow right now to make it anywhere on my own. We are better off at night, and things need to settle down a bit first. Both the bloodsuckers and Order hunters. Itchy trigger fingered morons..."[/b] She was eyeing his rifle, and that got a chuckle out of him, opening the break action up to clean the other half of the barrel. [b]"Oddly designed, isn't she? Break action rifles ain't commonplace, I grant you that. Let alone ones that fire bolts, but thats the trick. They compensate, expecting a rifle shot, and get a crossbow bolt instead. Each round is designed to crystallize the vampire blood, lethal in the torso obviously."[/b] He casually explained the tool, having been needed to countless times, and saw it no more a weapon than a hammer or spade, just another tool to be used.