Jo only makes it through half of that last word, fire, before the rifle goes off.


Rachel will have to compensate for a lot of things, once she realizes how her body and the gun work together. And eventually, one day, she'll have to learn patience.

For now, she lets the rifle drop from her shoulder, holding it steady at her waist, and squints at the target. "...it's worse than the last one," she points out, grumpy.

She chooses not to acknowledge that her last shot was pure luck.