[His glance slides over to the cat, and though his expression is cooled to remain indifferent, he does wonder what he would do if Rhea or Bellona could talk like that. Ask him about weapons.]

[It's way too weird.]

[Bellamy pauses, then:] Kind of a wide range. It's not - I don't think it's a style so much as I can use more than one weapon. Swords, knives. Guns. [It's strange to add the last one, considering he spent two years in the Drabwurld away from firearms. It's not all he can do, but he's not about to talk freely about what else yet.] Why?