Eliot almost admitted his dislike of guns and one of the reasons why, but with the two of them breaking into the armory to steal a big one so that she could put down the alternate version of her boyfriend, it just didn't seem like the time. "I'd rather trust in what I can do."
Mirta knew more about Cylons than he did. Then again, he knew next to nothing, except for the part where they had a grudge against mankind that could end badly for them. "Got a few ideas."
A thought struck him and he turned to face her, walking backwards. "What can a Cylon do?" he asked. Since they were already stealing the weapon and required ammo, something protective wasn't that much more.