Booth's eyebrows rose as his mouth formed a quiet 'oh.' He reached out and carefully took it by the handle, just as instructed. Losing a limb wasn't really something he was looking forward to. Taking a step back from her, he hefted it with an expert's caution, studying the weapon critically.
"Yeah, I know," he muttered distractedly, suprised by how light it actually was. The ex-sniper strongly disliked the idea of killing, but from the way things sounded, if it was as it sounded, there was a chance he would have to defend himself and it was better to know the tricks of the trade.