When they reached the cellar, Kai stood back, watching Warren curiously. She'd only just been down there not an hour ago, poking around when she was trying to find food. She half expected him to pull some box out of a little hiding place she hadn't seen when down there, but what happened far exceeded that. When he touched the wall, at first Kai was utterly confused, thinking maybe he was a little senile, but when that door opened... ".......holy shit."<br/><br/>Beyond the door was a room maybe three times as big as the cellar. Stepping inside, she gaped. Guns of all sizes and kinds lined the walls. She noticed one that was beautiful with a cherry-color stained wood handle, the carvings outlined with what she assumed was gold filigree, while the metal barrel was polished to a flawless finish. Another right underneath it had a mother of pearl handle, the color iridescent in the bright light. Those, she figured, were more collection items, for show, more than they were for actually being used.<br/><br/>Looking away, her blue eyes scanned the guns. She wasn't too sure how to pick a gun that was right for her, but something small, easily concealed with a little power behind it seemed...good for her. She didn't have to go far before stopping at the smaller guns. They weren't tiny, but small enough to make her feel comfortable. Reaching out, she hesitantly picked one up, slowly bringing it towards her. She could tell what Warren had meant about weight. While small, this one just felt...too heavy in her hands.