[ He shakes his head, smiling at her. For as long as he can remember, his mother was the sharpshooter in the house. Guns aren't an issue. Her feeling comfortable is.

She uses her room, but does she sleep on the bed or tucked in a corner against the wall, one hand on her rifle? ]

It doesn't bother me. I just thought a holster might make it easier for you to wear under your coat.... or if you wanted more than one.