Though Alec did get to spend some time talking to her new companion, she didn't get another chance to answer when stuff...began to happen. Some sort of test/training, a good opportunity to prove herself, show off...well...maybe. Wordlessly, her brother (who had come in to listen to the instruction) went over to examine the weapons. In turn, she tentatively went over to check out a hefty looking shotgun. Sure, Irene had given her a few lessons in handing and using a shotgun, but...this was the first time she actually held a 'real' (paintball) one. There was always something cold and impersonal about using a gun, when it made sense to her to get in and personal with fists or knives. But this wasn't street fights with other rowdy kids in the slums, anymore...

While she alternated between weapons, her brother finalised his decision. Picking up a handgun and the longest katana...the make of the katana being surprising, forged like they were meant to be (ages ago), instead of molded like demonstration ones...he wondered what 'disable' meant, for this sort of demonstration. Would he need to take off the hands, kneecap 'em...or would completely destroying the dummies be fine? With the realistic weight of the handgun, despite only having paintballs loaded up into them, it would be more than enough to bash a head open.