"Am I so transparent?" he jokes, giving Q an amused and, if he's being honest with himself, slightly flirtatious smile. "Yes, that's me exactly."
As he's invited to, Aramis takes a seat, and he looks momentarily thoughtful.
"There's the usual standard issue that everyone seems to work with. I took to it quite well, though. By the time I got placed in my team with the CIA, I was the top shot. I was their specialist and sharp shooter, and, not to sound too arrogant, but I never miss a shot. With any weapon." Aramis pauses a moment to preen. "I'm also ambidextrous, evenly matched on either hand though natural preference is the right. And if it means anything, I've also become rather good with early seventeenth century pistols."