[York looks up at her and frowns. His unconscious mind hasn't quite caught up with this dream yet, so it still seems very strange to him that he's here in the locker room at all.]

Hey, leave the poor locker alone. It never hurt anyone.

[As for her question, he shrugs and gestures to the pair of pistols, not touching either yet.]

Just wondering how deliberate it is to sneak live ammo onto the practice floor.