"Ah, too bad," Codi sighs in exaggerated disappointment. Truthfully she's relieved that the weaponry she's encountered so far here has been stuff she's recognized, at least tangentially; her aim might be shit, but she still knows how to use a gun, and that puts her in a better position than a lot of the new arrivals she saw during their escape. It's an advantage she'd like to hold onto.

"Then, sure--conventional weaponry," Codi continues with a wave of her hand. "Corporate bureaucracy is usually the first line of defense, but guns solve most of the problems that it can't. Helps to be proficient in both."