[ The sclera of her eyes starts to glow green at the same moment as the gun in her hands, the strong scent of ozone bleeding into the air like the aftermath of a storm, clean and sharp by the time the magic show dies down.

She doesn't use firearms and that would be the reason behind the way she holds it with one hand cupping the base as she aims for a leaf on the ground a few feet away, shuts her eyes, and fires off a bright green laser-like round like an uncertain amateur. She is. But! When she peeks at her handiwork, the leaf owns a brand new smoking hole. ]

Alright! I totally thought that would make it, like, disintegrate or something. Oh gosh, I'm so relieved it's not a crazy death-ray. Here you go! Infinite bullets. You are so welcome.

[ Jason can have his new and improved gun back now. ]