You find Nihlus warming up his aim on the Normandy's shooting range. He's staring down the sights of a sniper rifle, giving the target dummy a very serious look. "See anything you like?" Nihlus asks, gesturing with his left shoulder over at the rack of weapons he was trying out. It's all gear which is generally buried somewhere in the armory, but he's managing to entertaining himself with them. "You could use the practice..." He teases, mandibles shifting to resemble a smirk.