You and Farah were training for the next mission. She noticed that you were holding your gun the wrong way and chuckled before walking over and helping you.

"Here," she spoke kindly and readjusted the rifle so the butt of it was between your shoulder and collarbone. "Put your finger on the trigger, take a breath," she instructed and moved her hand to the small of your back. "Squeeze."

When you squeezed the trigger, the gun went off and you hit the target dead center, much to Farah's joy.