There she goes again, slinking around that table with those movements that ooze sensuality and an almost inhuman grace. That one wasn't even particularly special compared to the way she held those guns, but still, it grabs Han's attention nearly as profoundly.

Don't worry, Natasha, he'll follow you. Wherever you want to go, sweetheart. Just lead the way.

"I think you're right." He says with a slight shrug and a nod. Generally speaking, he'd agree with all those sentiments in a blaster versus pistol assessment. "That's not exactly a stock piece, though. That one's been modified for the way I like my weapon to perform."

Still, it's the last bit, said with that smile that makes him regard her thoughtfully. "I find it flattering that you want to know more and if that's true, I gotta be honest, I feel the same."