"Hey, just looking on the positive." Kall watched him walk away, drinking. "Well, now exactly as warm as the desert, huh." He turned to the man that had welcomed them, extending his hand. "Kall, marksman elite." Smiling a little, a tad proud of his abilities. "So, you all got a, like, shooting range I can get accustomed to? Me and Princess haven't had a lot of time to practice since being picked for this, on that  matter... I'm not sure I was fully listening to what's going on, could I get a reminder?"