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_{[ we can be disgusting together........ ma cherie....
She beckons him over and he's there in half the time the average man might would be, suddenly by her side, grossly taking in her scent, stealth-fully, with an easy inhale through his nostrils.
What does he like? Well. His eyes scan each weapon— everything looks really good. He can identify familiar pieces and parts and some models look familiar too. ]}

I like.. big.. and powerful. Sleek and attractive. Hmph. Something overpowering. Something strong.
_{[ is he talking about a gun or the kind of women he admires? we just don't know at this point. Though, he fixates on a smaller gun, despite his words. It looks like a revolver of some kind that has a Western kind of flare to it. His lips purse slightly and he points like a kid at a candy store. ]}

—Or something like the cowboys use.
_{[ it's a less technical description, but he can get technical with it if Sombra wants the exact details. Otherwise, he's mainly just curious of her suggestion.
—because he's creepy and wants the kind of gun she would prefer. ]}