"I don't need help stabbing people," Setsuna looked at him with the suggestion of proving that to him personally if she had to in her eyes. "Or...'picking up chicks.' I don't need to pick up chicks, thank you very much, because I have a lesbian lover in Japan boyfriend." Who turned into a chick...shut up, brain.

There was a pause. A slightly embarrassed shifting of her eyes.

"Maybe on the shooting part, though. I'm...m'not good with long range quite yet...."

Dammit! If it wasn't such a valuable skill...