[It's exactly the suspenders that scream old fashioned...]

Yes, I have some experience with that kind of thing.

[Now it's Saito's turn to be vague. Although his experience is limited to the opposite end of the kind of work they're tasked with. Except that shadier and more grotesque. But hey, it counts, right?]

I think I can handle myself just fine with a gun. [He eyes the other man's "gun" again.] Shouldn't you be more worried about yourself? I mean, how effective is that power drill in a gunfight?

[Well, worst case scenario he can at least use Fukuda as a meat shield.]