He knew now that Irisa was just toying with him. She probably wanted him to bring up the fact the had had sex on the floor right beneath their chairs just so she could get mad or use it against him in some capacity. As much as he liked her, he wasn't in the mood for that type of game today.

"You know knives like these," He reached across the table in a fluid motion and grabbed the knife by its blade right out of her hand, twirling it in his finger as he inspected it. "Really only get you so far. I've seen you use a rifle against the Volge, but do you really now how to use a gun?" He was handing her his rifle now, which she hesitated to grab.

When she held it in her hands, sideways and not ready for use, he smiled a bit, exposing himself to how much he was attracted to the young Irathient. "It suits you. Maybe even better then these knives." She gave him a look that meant she was not fond of that compliment; he very well knew she was very protective of her knives and her skills with them.

"Look, why don't I show you how to properly and effectively use this," He grabbed the gun while sliding the knife back to her across the table, blade first to give her a bit of a scare. "and maybe if you're nice and not wanting to use my head as practice, you can show me why you're such a master with those?" He watched her process the information in her head, and hoped they would be able to trade skills until it was time to discuss the inevitable.

Irisa rolled her eyes at Tommy's actions. Her knives had always been an effective form of defence in the badlands. She had no idea why he wanted to teach her how to shoot a gun now. "I know how to shoot a gun" was all she responded with.

Tommy's smile faded at this point. Irisa sighed, watching the hopeful look slide from his face. Irisa felt bad for the guy, he'd been by her side the entire time she'd been in Defiance and now she was leading him round like a lost puppy. She lifted her hands up in defence. "Fine, fine. I'll let you try and teach me how to shoot". And then there was that glimmer in his eyes again.

"I'll teach you a few tricks of the trade, its harder than it looks" Irisa said, finger running up and down the edge of the blade. Tommy stared at her wide eyed as she did so, a look of concern about him. Irisa and her knives were like one entity now, she rarely harmed herself with her own knives.

And then there was that moment of silent between the two of them again. Irisa had never been one for conversation, but even this was too quiet for her. Perhaps jumping him was a bad idea after all. Irisa's eyes flick back and forth from the gun the boy held to his face again. She watched him raise his eyebrows at her as she continued her notions.

"And how exactly did you become so good with that thing anyway?".

He had thought for a moment there Irisa was just going to leave him out to dry. Again. Luckily she had decided to take him up on his offer, so he'd be able to teach her how to be a riflewoman, and he an expert, or well at least decent with knives. He smiled at her question about being so good with 'that thing'. "What thing, exactly?" He winked and she rolled her eyes. He loved that.

"Okay, seriously, I was trained to be a law keeper, so I had to go through extensive fire arms training before I was taken on as an officer. Nolan obviously knew how to shoot, you were kind of just grandfathered in since no one really cares to argue with Nolan." She glared again. "Not that you too don't possess the skills, Irisa. I'm just helping you to fine tune them." Her face lightened at his sort-of compliment. Tough crowd, he thought.

They had the smallest shooting range would could imagine in the back of the station. It was rarely ever used, but they had nothing going on; no leads, no visitors. This seemed like a time good as any to do some shooting. It was a range after all, it wasn't like they weren't allowed to shoot there.

"Okay I know that you know how to use it. But here's how to properly hold it when arriving to the scene. You want to be careful, steady, and alert. Firing too many shots can make it dangerous and hectic. Not firing enough accurately…deadly." He handed the gun off to her and she held it all but perfect based on what he had showed her. He took the gun back and fired a single round through the centre of the target. "Give it a g-."

Bulls eye.