"Might want to get more before it jams up. It's a good time to stock up, right?" asks Adachi. He's fully intending to get as many of the weapons as he can, even if they will most likely be confiscated from him later. For the moment, anyway, life is good.

"Sure, that was me." Adachi's in a good enough mood to comply. That, and he is supposed to be helping in general. Right. Helping. He kind of depends on this place for food and shelter. So he should do his part. "Let's see... ten more now, maybe, along with the rest." They're being dumb and single-minded, but it's a conservative estimate, as long as he keeps them in dead air. When his powers were augmented, he could have gotten rid of a group like this all at once. Shame he went back to his usual level. He's getting a bit overexcited. He was the top of his class in marksmanship, but he's never actually shot anyone before. He laughs. It was easier than he'd thought it would be.

"I can go in and take them out, too." That will take a little more effort, though, and put him in more risk of getting shot, which doesn't sound great.