"Broken." It's a fear, echoing deep. But River shakes her head.

"No. You function. Point and fire." Which is a frightening thought all on its own. Minutes ago she hadn't known what a gun is, but she sees the deadly potential. Pressure gearing to pop, projectile, pushing too far.

She needs to take her finger off the trigger before someone gets hurt. Her bare feet shuffle as she takes a step back.

"You're a weapon, too."