"It's better than your bare hands, right?" Even better than the swords Jean was used to. If you shoot in the right place, one bullet was all you needed. "If you need something with a bigger punch, you could ask Rocket. He's the one that hooked my gear up to a battery instead of using gas, and it's never worked better. He makes all kinds of guns, cannons, explosives..."

Also, he was a raccoon. Jean tried not to bring that up, because he didn't seem to appreciate it.

"As long as you're careful, and don't blow yourself to pieces, a good gun could put you on a level playing field."