The junior naval officer chuckled softly.  "Most of 'em are laser pistols."  He reached into the bag, spending a couple of minutes disconnecting the small cables that led from each pistol to the power supply built into the holster.  "And these two are auto pistols.  I'll just pop their clips out."  He took that action, then checked the chambers for rounds, both pistols proving to be empty.<br/><br/>Then, he turned to her.  "Say, are you new to this ship?  Or did you just spring for a new uniform?"  He gestured at her clothing, and then added, "Looks nice, by the way."<br/><br/>"Where are you from, by the way?"  He added, following her if she stowed the firearms in a secure locker.  "I'm from Jewell, originally."  He named a world one subsector to spinward, bordering with the Zhodani.  He crossed his right arm in front of his body, his right hand holding the elbow, and he cocked his body off to one side, watching her with a bit of a grin.<br/><br/>