[ York holsters her pistol, because yeah, Severa's definitely seen enough. No need to scare her just for the sake of scaring her. She nods, her smile turning rueful. ]

Pretty much. That and a proper suit of armor. I'm sure what you've got is good for swords and all, but bullets'll tear through that in no time. And since everybody here wears armor with shielding, your sword isn't gonna do you much good. Hate to break it to you, kiddo, but this place isn't exactly the friendliest neighborhood in the galaxy.

[ She looks Severa over, as if sizing her up. She's smaller than York, sure, but the nice thing about guns is that size doesn't always matter. ]

You know how to do anything besides swing that sword around?