Steaven
"I don't know," he said, thinking about Nanako. "You can't judge a girl's strength by her stature."
Strange. He felt a strange urge to kill. An image of splattering this girl's guts all over the plants by accident popped into his mind, but for whatever reason it didn't bother too much. He still felt guilty about it, the idea that he was completely fine about killing Sakura and Shirou. However, he thought that was out of defensiveness, maybe fear of these new guards. But now that he thought about it, that was an extreme reaction to that.
Steaven took a step forward, handing her the gun once again. "I'm willing to bet you could take me in a fight. I'm not all that strong either."