[Jitter bug]

The small young woman didn't answer immediately but rolled her eyes as she left the canteen for the bolts and began to make her way silently back to the storage room. Don't shoot. Right, like she'd ever gotten her hands on a functional gun. There was her crossbow but that couldn't hold an eye to a shotgun or explosives. Nonetheless she sheathed her nife and dropped all but three of her bolts in a seperate pouch from her throwing knives, "Okay then, I won't shoot if you keep your weapon pointed to the ground." She honestly didn't expect this complete stranger to heed her request but she was only speaking to cover the sound of her setting a bolt in the bow.

Just in case she took out more than several of her throwing knives, "There's nothing left so you might as well let me go.