The explanation is what she's looking for, really. It keeps her mind off the snapping and snarling around them, and gives her more about her new friend besides. Several weapons? She hasn't been thinking of Alice as a powerful force until now, but then again, she's old enough to have received training, or accumulated power.

Or accumulated weird and wonderful weaponry, she supposes. Which is like having power. Having never heard a machine gun, A-Qing flinches out of her rapid recalculations as the rata-tat-tat of the grinder begins.

"Like what?" She asks, the moment the most recent dog's yelping subsides. "And, ah, thank you. I'll try to keep out of your way!"