Merida stopped and rolled her eyes in annoyance before facing Marcus. She hadn't really met anyone on the ship because she can get so into making weapons and things. She turned around to see the young man seated but not only she was looking at him but his gun wrapped inside a holster strewn.<br/><br/>"I am Merida, just Merida. I've always had the aristocracy title people often gave me." She spoke to him looking at him then back at his pistol then her's. She extended her hand, holding the gun. "Would you like to try it out? Maybe I'll let you have it."