Ellie tilts the muzzle of the shotgun down, although Ellis is already doing so and it isn't even loaded, letting her fingertips linger there for a second before she produces a shoulder holster for it, steps in closer to show him how it drapes and fastens.

"It's called a shotgun. This thing's got a range of about that far, before it starts to stop being accurate," Ellie explains, gesturing to a nearby wall. "The closer something gets, the more damage it's gonna do."

As Ellie speaks, she guides his hand, showing him the quickest draw from that position, what he'll need to practice over and over.

"A handgun's not gonna do much to a clicker, but this will."