"That's only in a specific circumstance, and a particular gun shape," Zoe countered blandly. "Which ain't this one. Every other kind, every other circumstance, it shoots regular old bullets with no magic 'sides what you paid to put in 'em. Gotta have extras on you, in fact, and it's plenty possible to run out." If he'd listened to the guide, he'd have gotten that, too, she was sure. "I ain't even so sure that's a property of the gun, but instead somethin'... we learn." Which bothered her a little, really.

At his question, she rested the locally-made shotgun across her shoulder. "I brought one with me that's a lot like this. Shotgun type. Also got a pistol. They're both back in my room, if you wanna see 'em. Why? You familiar with this kinda thing?" That'd be a change. Nobody so far that she'd spoken with had been the least bit familiar with weapons.