"C'mon, can't hit the target when your that stiff. Might end up locking your joint in." Roberto lightly teases as he leans against the rock close by, cigarette in mouth as he stares at the manmade dummy that Vash made not too long ago to practice with his gun.

You stand there, holding his Derringer pistol that he let you use for a bit, and try to focus on the target with your slightly jumbled up mind. It was kinda funny how this came to, really. One moment you and the others are taking a break after sitting in the car for so long under the hot sun, watching Vash set up the dummy to practice his aim so that he can still properly fight. And by that, he'd usually aim at areas to take someone down to only injure them and not perinatally damage their body. And, well, you being curious, you wanted to try it out since it looked like something you could handle, thus the moment where Roberto decided to hand his pistol to you without any other word. Kinda like one of those uncles who let's the kids try something while he's supervising at all times.