"I'm sorry" she said quietly and looked towards the floor.
"There will be alot more, let's go"
Her eyes then lit up and shot up to his face.
"Will you show me how to shot them ?!" she asked excitedly.
Charon thought about it, it was a reasonable enough request. Especially from someone who hadn't been brought up in the wasteland. He nodded at her and she gave him one of her signature wide smiles, which created a pit in Charons stomach, he was yet to understand why she would look at someone as ruined as him like that. Maybe she was too nice, this was one employer who's back he had to watch.
He placed a finger on his lips and tilted his head towards the stairs. Her mouth formed an o understanding his request then she nodded to follow him.
Both crept quietly up the stairs until they reached a room filled with a cage and posters. Charon raised his hand and dropped it requiring that she crouch down. When she did he crouched down behind her and put his gun into her hands while placing his hands over hers.
He enjoyed the contact. She was soft and her minut hands fit well into the curve of his palms.
"I don't know what to do" she whispered.
Charon gave her a scowled look, which meant wait, the smoothskin almost laughed at understanding it. She was often given it outside of doors and buildings.
A feral ghoul then limped into view. Charon lightly pushed against her hands bringing the gun straight with her face.
"When it comes into view. Shoot." he said against her ear.
She giggled lightly at the sensation of someone against her neck. He lightly tapped her fingers as the feral came into view.
She panicked and was pretty sure that Charon could hear her heart hammer.
"Relax" he muttered. Apparently he could hear it.
She shot and took out the ghoul at it's leg. It slumped to the ground with a growl. The backlash from the shotgun was phonemonal. She assumed she would have been winded if Charon hadn't been holding it away from her chest, how strong did someone have to be to shoot his themself. A few more ferals began running from the other side and Charon pivoted her body around to the right feral.
"Shoot!" he swung her around to the left. "Shoot !"
They did this four more times until silence filled the halls.
The smoothskin let out an excited breathe and looked at Charon.
"Can I get a gun ?!?"
Charon snorted "yes smoothskin. I'd suggest an assault rifle or sub machine something that fires fast."
She laughed loudly "So I can atleast get one bullet in the right place."
He smirked down at her and both got to their feet.
"You'll be firing in no time."
Teaching a smoothskin how to fire a gun was about as close to a date as Charon got.