She blinked and focused on the gun. A small whimper escaped. Guns... not good. Oh to be back in Britain where guns were a rarity especially for the general public. She actually took a little step back and shook her head, then cursed to herself. Bloody hell, that blew everything out of the water. Well in for a penny, in for a pound. Hopefully if she said anything to anyone, they'd just think she was a nutter. She shifted back so she could speak. "Don't shoot."