[ Raven huffs, still more overwhelmed by the gun than by what he's saying, but eventually she's sitting again, her eyes on the disassembled weapon more often than it is on Wesley. ]

So, what, you're an assassin? People pay you to kill people for them? [ it doesn't seem real. like something out of a movie, and the kind of movie Raven never had very much interest in. but she doesn't sound skeptical, just- surprised. ] What am I supposed to do with this? Have you been killing people here? No. Because everyone would know it. So. [ thinking out loud, yes. ] I still stand by what I said about Erik, there's more to you than that. I mean, I'm glad you told me. I think. But. I don't think any different of you now, because of it. That's not who you are to me.