[Watching him unload the rifles, all it did was to serve as a reminder of how difficult it was to wield it. To think how they need to always find a time or place to load the bullets in.

Shifting her weight, she was trying to figure out how to copy what he was doing as she tried to unload her rifle.]

I see, it certainly is interesting how you always have to be aware of how many you have. I can't imagine what it must be like to have none in the heat of the moment!

[She said before struggling to unload said rifle. Such is the tragedy of living in a time period where these things does not exist yet.]