Holliday let out a quick whistle, resting her hand on her hip as her stance became far less tense.

"Maybe I was. Regardless, that's some nice piece of hardware you're carryin' then."

"... Oh- well, I appreciate it, but if you're lookin' for something steady, I'mma have to kindly decline. Now if you're flirtin' to be a flirt, we can talk.

What kinda heat you packin' anyhow?"

"Riiiiight. We'll, I'mma be honest with you here, I don't care to learn how to shoot with more than what I got here. I don't mean any bad by it, just a lot of importance in this thing. Family heirloom and all that."

"Fine enough by me, then. Can't say I can give much advice about guns that aren't revolvers, though."

"If you mean like some side-by-side thing, sure. But I don't let just anyone hold my gun."