H-473: Little Isle Manor House, Upper Lounge
Raina is doing her best to remain impassive, but Lia can see this conversation means something to her; there’s unusual tension in her muscles where she’s holding herself and her expression.
After a time she says, “Yes, I have a shooting range.”
There’s a slight flare of Lia’s nostrils and a quirk of her lips.
“Nice subject change…”
She lets that sit for a beat.
“I’ve never shot a gun.”