Riza stared. "A- a mile?" she stammered, stunned. She looked over at Roy. "I- I don't know. I'd- it's not that simple. I'd need to practice with the rifle first, and sights have to be very frequently calibrated, because even being off a fraction can change the outcome of a hit, and I can't even begin to imagine how much being off a fraction of a fraction would do for a mile, so it would take quite a bit just to prepare, and... I don't know."