Zack: Hrmph, you’re something else, Sephy. *Lifts his head to look over at Hal* Hey, aren’t we supposed to stay strapped in or something? This doesn’t feel like the smoothest ride. *sighs and sets his sword to the side then unstraps himself anyway. Soon afterwards, he walks over to Hal and gives the gun a quizical look* It’s just another gun, Hal. What’s the big deal about it?
