"Ouch, what do I look like, some kinda nerd?" Nobody answer that, please. But he hoists up the crossbow at the question, grinning. "Hell yeah it's an actual crossbow! I'm still learning the finer points of it. Not exactly a sniper rifle, but hey, it means I don't have to run up to any of those things. Watch your head."

Which means stay down and out of sight when he pops out the doorway to let loose a couple of bolts. (Which, okay, look, let's just call it suppressing fire and call it even, okay?)

And when he pulls back to lean against the wall and cover again: "So this is all kind of a long story that's better left for when those things are more dead than not, but, cutting it short: fell out of an otherworldly portal, welcome to a D&D world called Thedas, you've got a creepy painful glowy green shard in your hand, we can make crazy otherworldly portals to demon hell open and close with them. And occasionally do other neat tricks. Crash course complete."