Shadow had been almost enthusiastic when they had began, but his good mood evaporated soon after.
"Too big."
They went on, passing equipment he could only dream of ever wearing..
"Using that would be suicidal for me, idiot."
Next model – still something told him there was no hope.
"Do not make me repeat myself, inferior life form!"
The clerk shrugged helplessly. Shadow could only glare (or kill the man, but what good would that do?). Guns were really nice toys, but they were only made for the big bad boys.
Maybe it was time he grew up a few inches