Beauty looked up at Jo with clear surprise. A gun? The first time she'd encountered one, she'd been with Errol, and they'd been on a dark City street. The second time was more recently. She associated firearms with horrible events. It made her shudder.
But beyond the instinctive response, there was something in her that said it might not be so bad of an idea. Maybe she wouldn't feel so frightened.
"I've never... I wouldn't know anything... really... Really?"