"It's a musket¹, yes? I haven't held one in some time. Whenever I was compelled to join a hunting party, I contrived some reason to stand back, so as not to embarrass myself." He idly waves a hand, waving off whatever embarrassment he might feel now, telling his weaknesses to a handsome young man on a shooting range. "I might remember how to aim. But when it comes to firing, I've always lacked the conviction and courage -- two traits I understand you possess. You've a very sure stance."

¹ The typist likes to handwave timelines and will never commit to saying what year Claudius came from, but the Danes were using muskets by 1611.