Senshi RÄ«bu had only followed not because he knew the woman had been there but he was interested in the one with fire, he never had seen it before. It was interesting but even so, so was Heather. She had electricity and it made him wonder, why bottle it? He used his own to help fix things or others. But he wasn't going to play psychiatrist for her, he just wanted to know what he had to do while here. Looking around he grinned as the female took down some idiots, with a sigh he looked to the gun and seemed to weigh it in his mind. This was the most dangerous thing he knew of, and yet if he knew how to make one he had to make it so no one could use it. It would take time but he wanted to learn, and by that he began to examine the casing and noticed the clip. Senshi made a face, that was for bullets and well... Metalica was too special to use for disposed ammunition. Sighing he followed them and listened to Heather.<br/><br/>He sighed before looking at the gun's shell, his right hand wrapped about the handle before his finger laid over the side of the trigger. It was not on it but it was graced on the loop. He didn't like guns much and his eyes shut a little as he cast a down gaze, "Hey this has blanks or rounds?" his finger then caressed the loop as he bent his wrist into and angle and brought the gun up, "Guess I'll find out when I shoot it later at the target." he sighed and let the metal loop bend and case his finger before it went normal and he looked up. The sight on it was small as he held it in both hands, he looked down it like an arrow before sighing. Lowering it he set it down at his side, "Nope not a gunner... Guns miss and take opposite marks. Guns can't kill Demons either." he growled and stood staring at it. Remembering how his father shot the fox before getting killed, "Not even a fox..."<br/><br/>Growling his eyes narrowed and he picked it up in one hand, his gaze down the sight and a spark in them. The scars hurt like fire again as he stare down it, only one hand held it as the finger caressed the loop. He pushed into the loop and it let his finger pass as did the trigger, "Bang!" he said grinning as the loop and trigger went back to normal as his fiver passed in a backward motion. Senshi never fired it but only acted it before setting it down and turning around. His hands in his pockets as the scars itched deeply, "Any other weapons that I can't contort..." he said to Heather. His once anger at the fox was gone again, all thanks to the random joke he made. It always took his pain away, but never the aches in his hands or arms.