"You're welcome." She smiled, working the action and removing all bullets from the gun -- including the chambered round. These she returned to the case. With her arm just slightly off, she decided to see about having that fine tuned, rather than readjusting her shooting style.

"I should probably get back home...still a few things left to do before the end of the day." Handing the gun case to Andrew, she looked back to Jack. "A pleasure to meet you, Mister Harkness."

Internally, she smiled, sensing in him a spirit not unlike that of her former gunner's mate Horace Harkness -- droll sense of humor and always on the look out for a good fight. It brought a mental shudder to think what these two would do, teamed up.