Well... At least it looked like the gun hadn't done any damage to Phoenix when he put it on. Hesitantly, Marie reached for his own again. Just as slowly and carefully as the lawyer had equipped his, Marie slid the gun over his hand. He moved his fingers against the grip, getting a feel for the thing.

"What the heck are these for?" Marie asked, not looking at Phoenix. Instead, he studied the gun, trying to read all of the numbers and things printed on it.