[Ben's reaction was momentarily ignored in favor of the pistol, which should have reacted to being drawn. Snarling, Javik smacked it with his free hand, but it failed to expand so he could even pull the trigger. Primitive, useless contraption - ]
It is a pistol, gifted to me by one of your own people. Clearly an inferior design if it will not work when needed -
[He gave it one last smack before giving up. There was still the rifle slung over his shoulder, made by his own, but he'd inspect that later. When he finally turned his attention back to Ben, he took note of his posture.]
I suppose it is not your fault you were brought here from so long ago, though I cannot fathom why they would think you could be of any aid.
i'm sorry the rude-o-meter just went into the red
It is a pistol, gifted to me by one of your own people. Clearly an inferior design if it will not work when needed -
[He gave it one last smack before giving up. There was still the rifle slung over his shoulder, made by his own, but he'd inspect that later. When he finally turned his attention back to Ben, he took note of his posture.]
I suppose it is not your fault you were brought here from so long ago, though I cannot fathom why they would think you could be of any aid.