A simple shrug was his only response when she posed the question, and flashed that smile his way. Honestly he hadn't been trying to imply anything at all...if anything Bryan just figured it would be nice to help out someone who had been cool to him. Yet when she continued on with the question Murphy's brow arched ever so slightly. Fourteen years. For the last fourteen years Void had pretty much specialized in hand to hand combat, and knife work...and sadly even with using taser's. Guns just weren't optimal for trying to bring someone back alive. So when the question was raised the man just sighed before hopping off the counter.
Without saying a word he moved closer; pausing to inspect the laid out knives, before proceeding to hurl one after the other down the range...each hitting the mark with the sort of accuracy that came from years of dedicated work and skill. With that done he turned his gaze back to her and shrugged those broad shoulders again. "Bit of both, I suppose." Murphy tried once more to offer a little warm smile, before heading down to retrieve the blades of hers from the target.