[ Haruka's fired off two shots already, without really having seemed to aim. One hit dead-center, but the other is just to the right. That's what she gets for letting her mind wander, she guesses. ]
We're really close. [ She's not looking at Artemis's target, though. No, she's frowning at the distance between herself and the bull's eye. Nothing she usually fires travels in a straight line, either. This is a weird feeling. ] They should allow more room.