Guns are also implements of protection, of predation for good reasons. Not simple wars, but also hunting to feed the family, keeping oneself and one's loved ones safe from others. Is he really so cut and dry?
She nods and steps back, by then she's fine. One hand lifts, smoothing through her hair, leaving a small smear of blood upon her forehead. She turns and walks away then, enough for a night indeed. "Good night." She calls back softly, making her way to Decadence, entering her personal code for a moment so that the timelock will be her alibi. Then home.