[ Not your superior officer. Another skim of the horizon and she relaxes her stance, lowering the weapon. Natasha doesn't bother to clarify what that means.
With one hand, she holds out the rifle, gripping it by the barrel. Her other hand is open palm-side up, waiting for the return of her pistol. ]
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A superior officer.
[ Not your superior officer. Another skim of the horizon and she relaxes her stance, lowering the weapon. Natasha doesn't bother to clarify what that means.
With one hand, she holds out the rifle, gripping it by the barrel. Her other hand is open palm-side up, waiting for the return of her pistol. ]