[Two dozen questions flash in his mind; only slightly more than usual. A few frivolous ones added on top of that, simply for curiosity's sake; even when suffering from tunnel vision, he tends to want answers. But people get impatient or uncomfortable with too many questions, and he knows it's much better in the long run to earn the answers naturally than try to dig.
Her weapons were certainly one of the reasons he'd approached. Anyone her age with such a thing on display was... a potential for something. For him or against him, but important to know either way. He keeps himself from looking at them more than a single glance, though the conversation does help give him reasoning for that glance.]
What sorts of things are you used to happening, if I may ask?
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Her weapons were certainly one of the reasons he'd approached. Anyone her age with such a thing on display was... a potential for something. For him or against him, but important to know either way. He keeps himself from looking at them more than a single glance, though the conversation does help give him reasoning for that glance.]
What sorts of things are you used to happening, if I may ask?