[ That's -- well, it's more or less the kind of answer Logan thought he'd get. Less a hobby than an extension of his training, the appreciation of a weapon doing what it's supposed to no doubt drilled into him from an early age. Logan eyes him thoughtfully, but doesn't seem particularly impressed at the response. ]

I think you know. [ He grins suddenly, showing some teeth. His private life is certainly no secret, not after certain network posts. He laughs softly to himself and reaches for the pitcher again, pouring for himself and then holding it out mutely as an offer to Cheol-gang to top off his glass. ]

Don't think there's a range here. Unless you wanna start one up. Plenty of people willin' to use it, of course. Especially down here, though I dunno if the Rubies would take too easy to someone showin' off a stock of weapons on their turf.