"DAK, and I'm not exactly the kind of person who likes to carry guns, anyway. I'm all about melee combat, myself. Swords, knives, tactical batons, morning stars. You get the idea. I have shit for aim, and prefer to feel it when I make contact with my enemy." He started up the car and drove out, on his way to the castle, which was on the western outskirts of the city.
"So I don't know what you're talking about when you ramble off names of guns like mouser or whatever. I probably should, but I don't."