"...Look, I...I already know I can't do this. I'm not a sniper. I've never sniped in my life, I'd be lucky to hit the side of the target." [i]I was going to go ahead and be honest with Grant here. Sure, I was good with a pistol, especially my Evelyn. But I knew I couldn't be a sniper. I wasn't good at all with firearms from medium to long range, and I knew I couldn't hit a target with a sniper. I almost felt bad, like some sort of child disappointing a parent because they couldn't do something special. And in this case, Grant would be the parent, assuming he actually cared.[/i]