[It was a good thing that he said something, she would have been running her fingers over the thing and checking it out for a good few... minutes... even when he was standing right in front of her.]
[As it stands, the question wakes her from her reverie. She even has to take a moment to remember the question she was just asked.]
This is a splat charger. It's a long-raged weapon which condenses ink to a focal point and fires it at 55 bar.
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[As it stands, the question wakes her from her reverie. She even has to take a moment to remember the question she was just asked.]
This is a splat charger. It's a long-raged weapon which condenses ink to a focal point and fires it at 55 bar.