Hawke eyed this new weapon critically, making comparisons between it and the one she still held. She was all too aware that she had a lot to learn about these, and that given how deadly they were, she'd better learn fast and well. "Dodging's not a problem," she said absently. She wore medium-light armor for that reason. To Hawke's mind, the best way not be injured was to not be there when the blow fell.

"Though even someone as fast as me is going to have some work to do to avoid a shot from that. Still, I'd rather practice being quick than start walking around in full plate mail. That stuff is hot. Not to mention so heavy that I'd probably break right through the deck and sink to the bottom of the sea."

All right, she wouldn't really, but it was an amusing mental image.

She offered Haytham's pistol back to him. "I'd like to practice, but I'm not sure the captain would take kindly to me putting holes in the side of his ship."