"I came in with my regulation pistol, but I didn't have a lotta ammo for it. I did buy another gun while here. A revolver." One he perhaps shouldn't have. But now he knows the uselessness of death in this place.

"I don't think you're gonna find any sort of automatic beyond a pistol. There are magical tattoos and items you can probably rig yourself up with. I know this one guy who got one so he could make fire. Better they are? The more they cost."

Which he's sure seems obvious.

"What could you do before?" He asks curiously, taking a drink of his beer. "Magic isn't much of a thing where I'm from. Still fuckin' blows my mind to hear about it."