[It's almost a relief that the end of the world is universally feared. Makes him feel slightly less crazy.]
Sure.
It's heavier than it looks.
[Not that she can't handle it, but it won't feel great if she drops it on her foot. He hands it over stock first, flipping up the little tripod feet for setting it on the ground.]
This handle on top is for carrying, you'll want to hold it right about here and look down the sight with your dominant eye.
It's made for mowing down troops, fires something obscene like 500 rounds per minute. Not that I have that much ammo, but that's what it's designed for. We had a ton of these, but Jacob wanted to kill everyone by hand.
[Mow down entire towns in one go, or mercilessly hunt them down and skin them one by one? The choice seemed pretty obvious to Pratt. And it wasn't the skinning option.]
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Sure.
It's heavier than it looks.
[Not that she can't handle it, but it won't feel great if she drops it on her foot. He hands it over stock first, flipping up the little tripod feet for setting it on the ground.]
This handle on top is for carrying, you'll want to hold it right about here and look down the sight with your dominant eye.
It's made for mowing down troops, fires something obscene like 500 rounds per minute. Not that I have that much ammo, but that's what it's designed for. We had a ton of these, but Jacob wanted to kill everyone by hand.
[Mow down entire towns in one go, or mercilessly hunt them down and skin them one by one? The choice seemed pretty obvious to Pratt. And it wasn't the skinning option.]