"No one is afraid of firearms over here either," Rylee replied with a grin. He gave a nod to Fee and smiled. "I have a concealed carry permit as well and a collection of firearms, varying from modern guns to more...antique arms."
Rylee began to dig into his food, enjoying the flavorful taste and waiting politely until he finished chewing before he continued to speak. "I was in the Marines and nearly placed as a sharp shooter but I enjoyed the intel side of it all much more. We should all go to a range together at some point." He looked at Charlie and grinned. "Or paint balling."