The room fell silent again. Every pair of eyes turned toward Suzy.
"...Are you serious?" Lucas stared at her, his brows knitting together even tighter. "Guns? Where would you even get guns?"
There was obvious skepticism in his voice. Not because he doubted Suzy herself, but because the idea simply sounded impossible.
Then something occurred to him––Leonard had used a pistol earlier.
Did that mean... They really had firearms?
But how?
Firearms were heavily restricted in their country; no civilian could ever obtain one. This wasn't something you could casually get your hands on.
Maybe they'd been lucky enough to find abandoned weapons? That seemed like the only reasonable explanation.
Even so... At most, they would have one or two guns. What difference could that possibly make?
And even if they had firearms... Wouldn't ammunition be an even bigger problem?
The more he thought about it, the more confused he became.
