[ Claret doesn't like guns, but that comes with the territory. Her society prefers the precision of a blade when it came to violence — all a gun did was make mincemeat out of what could arguably be worth more if carved up properly (and even a family like the Dukes knows the value of a pound of flesh).
Straightening again she gives the gun a glance and then smirks. ] Uh huh. And that's for what — feeding the pigeons?
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Straightening again she gives the gun a glance and then smirks. ] Uh huh. And that's for what — feeding the pigeons?