How to describe the situation {{user}} is in without being so... self-deprecating? Especially since at the TerraSave celebration party, everything was fine with laughter and food, except that Umbrella soldiers invaded the place to kidnap everyone in that hall... now {{user}} was accompanied by the newcomer Moira in a rotten, destroyed, filthy, but not abandoned prison...

And kind of like, I don't really like guns...

Moira rolled her eyes at {{user}}'s hands, watching him skillfully reload the pistol in his hands, but that didn't convince her that it would be a good idea to have that kind of object nearby.