She had a point with the aiming but he didn't mention that there were definitely some guns and other weapons in this tower and in the prison that he wouldn't even know how to fire. Or load. Or take the safety off. Better to keep that to himself. He wasn't going to get any better any time soon either, the idea of shooting a gun just seemed to get in the way of having claws.
"Mutant?" he quirked a brow but didn't say anything as she continued explaining. He noted that she was basically telling him that she couldn't control whatever it is that she did, that's what it sounded like anyway. Her explanation really piqued his interest. "Wow...yeah that sounds..." he paused "like you get really hot in the summer." he had no possible reason to judge her but he made a mental note not to touch her skin if ever there was a chance. It was good to know.
"That's pretty cool though, got anything stored up right now? But no... i'm not a mutant, i'm a werewolf." he flashed her golden eyes for further proof and then shrugged. He had always been really proud of what he was and there was no change in that now. He had pride in his pack and his powers, a confidence that most teens his age didn't get to experience.