It was lighter than what she was used to. Made her wonder how it would feel to actually fire. Hopefully she would not have to find out. "Spare plastic mag?" she asked. If she didn't want to use it she definitely didn't want to end up in a situation where she needed more than ten rounds. It was tempting to ask how tiring it was to keep up that facade. His demeanour had been a strange mix that was as endearing as it seemed rediculous. "No other questions," she added, turning to place the weapon out of sight in a small cupboard.