"Zoe Washburne. Now we're introduced." She handed over the weapon, watching him handle it with mild interest. Yes, he knew what he was doing. Why hadn't he come to this guild from the start, if he was already comfortable with the weaponry...? As far as Zoe was concerned, after all, there really wasn't anything else here that would really compare to a good shotgun (or rifle, or revolver, or whatever it happened to turn into).

"Sure did, at least to th'extent I could without bustin' it. Nothin' really obviously special about it. There's a few pieces that don't seem to do much aside from look pretty, but if they're part of the shapeshiftin' process, I can't tell how." She shrugged, a little frustrated to be showing herself ignorant in front of the kid who liked to act superior, but honest enough that she wasn't about to hide it. "I know weapons, but I ain't any kinda engineer."