Sister Naser looks at Torin. Torin trying to hold up the bolter in an awkward manner, due to the weight of it and the fact that the Ex-Guardsman was probably not use to the balance yet... "ummm... okay, wait."<br/><br/>She took a few steps behind Torin and turned observing his stance with a grimace, glad he wasn't looking her way at the moment. She first took a step forward, placing her right thigh forward of Torin's right leg. Then she moves her right arm up, holding Torin's forearm, her armored bicep supporting his extended bicep. Underneath that, she braces her pauldron against his shoulder knowing that its the wrong thing to do, she takes the bolter's shoulder brace, lower it below his arm pit and places it against her pauldron instead, making it safe.<br/><br/>Next her left arm comes around and positions his left arm at the correct angle to support the tip of the bolter rifle using his elbow. She thought to herself that the elbow greeting must have been a symbolic gesture of what she was doing now. Finally, she maneuvered her body up against his back, bracing him for the coming shock. Her dual breast plates poking him in the back, the Mark de Fleur on them pressing against his skin noticeably. Her face, still unhelmed was just behind his right ear, looking down the site the best she could and gauging what his eye was seeing.<br/><br/>"Ok, so take a deep breath and then exhale.. at the tail end of the exhale, pull the trigger."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>