Sinjin counted it as a plus that he managed to stifle his grunts so they barely came out, the bat connecting being louder and easily covering them. You would think blunt instruments would be a safer bet than projectiles, but Sinjin was almost wishing Bear would just use a 9mm instead.
Unlike his partner in this testing scenario, Sin couldn't talk and give observations while he was getting pummeled. And it wasn't until the bout with the bat ended that he realized the timeframe Bear seemed to have chosen. "Thirty seconds. Right. Ok." Sinjin was bent over with his hands braced on his knees, recovering. A bit winded from the hits he was taking.
Sinjin then stood a few seconds later and moved to the table, eyes sweeping over the weapons offered. Speaking to Ben as he thought. "So far, they're taking a beating. I feel the impacts, but I don't feel like anything is broken... yet." Meaning his bones.
His eyes fell on a Desert Eagle and he smirked. He slipped two clips into pockets. "And Bear should wear pink and purple." He said, before picking up the gun and turning on Bear without warning. Grinning a bit like a madman he began firing while walking toward Bear. Starting out with a good distance between them before getting closer, making the hits more powerful with the shorter distance to travel. Pausing only to reload for a second clip before continuing.