じょ：Pick it up. Finch. It's about time.
ふぃ：Is this really why I was summoned first thing in the mornig?
じょ：Beats a cup of coffee.
Who knows? You might even enjoy it.
ふぃ：While I appreciate the utility of a firearm, Mr.Reese...
...I don't see the pleasure in firing lead projectiles at inanimate obfects.
じょ：This isn't pleasure, it's business.
You've had some close calls recently.
Think of it as a machine.
You like machines, right, Finch？
Or maybe a handgun is more your style.
I won't be around forever.
I just need to know you can protect yourself once I'm gone.
ふぃ：When the time comes for me to pick up a firearm, all will truly be lost.