When we both reached a plateau in our physical development, our training routine transformed from a singular focus on building raw strength and agility. While physical training continued, our emphasis shifted to honing weapons skills. Guns are my forte. I love the utility of the saber, I'm fair on archery, I thought, and as for guns, let's just say I'm all for them. Guns are equalizers. Gun Control means having one in your hand when you need it and hitting the desired target if necessary. I'm not a weak person, but I'm compact. I refuse to be a victim, whether the threat is a predatory animal or a human predator. Guns are not dangerous, predators are. I am armed whenever possible, even when others might object. This is what I love about being a MiB. Having a badge means that no one else's opinion matters much. My manual canon is visible for a reason. It's reassuring how polite and peaceful people become when they see Ol Betsy. Bring me your hidden ass! If you see a gun on my hip, know that there will be at least two invisible weapons. When there is no gun visible on my hip, it may be a grave mistake to imagine that I am unarmed. When I can't carry a gun, I carry a knife. When I can't carry either, I still have my workout. I will turn anything into a weapon. You won't want to know what I can do with a simple rolled newspaper if necessary. I will not go silently! Humans are tool-using beings. Until humans develop the “mind powers” ​​of comics, things won't change. Psychokinesis and telepathy are the stuff of fantasy. Until we develop mental powers that transcend our physical capabilities, tools are the means to extend our reach. You can't fight a mugger or rapist using telepathy. Weapons are the tools of the ego... at the center of the card... a sort of parallel universe, an imperfect mirror of ours. “Our chemists have been trying to create an explosive that would allow the weapons to work there. It took years, now success is within reach and now you and I will test the prototypes. We can't test them here. Their behavior is too different in this world than there." "Are you saying the weapons we depend on might not fire? And they can't test them here?" She nodded at my question. “They might not fire, they might sizzle or explode.” "We've done extensive computer modeling and simulation. There were a couple of early proof tests before Petchy left. Ours will be the first large-scale fire test of the experimental explosive. It's too unstable at that world to test it here." With that he shrugged. Fantastic! Raging dinosaurs and untested weapons. What could go wrong??