Elodie nodded in affirmation to his question once rescued when, in reality, she didn't know a damn thing. She sincerely hoped it was like any gun. Hoping it had a silencer built in or something of the sort, she pointed it at a dead Jitawê body and pulled the trigger. A beam shot out and struck the body with smoking rising and blending in with the gas in the air.

"Oh, so that's what it does." she muttered to herself. Looking up at the stranger in the suit, she said, "Took you a while to get here, eh?"